Lyrics

[Chorus: KXNG Crooked] Turntables might wobble, but they don't fall down Bet I get up every time that I get knocked down I ain't get here overnight, nigga, how that sound? I ain't make it overnight, nigga (How that sound?) I put in work like a motherfucker (Work) I put in work like a motherfucker (Work) I put in work like a motherfucker (Work) I put in work like a motherfucker (Don't fall down) [Verse 1: KXNG Crooked] When I pull up in the Benz, boy, it cost me a yard That's a hundred thousand dollars and I'm flossing it hard Credit score, eight a month, so the boss is in charge When I get the new Fеrrari, I'm just dropping the cart Spend a rollie on cigars and I camе from the slums Know you niggas love to smoke, so I aim for the lungs East side and we deeper than the bass and the drums Let them know it's Long Beach if they hate where I'm from Hell nah, I ain't watching no rhythm and flow Nigga saw one shot, nigga stole my show Thought he stole my glow, you just stole my ho Got another one coming, she gon' go for sure Yeah, you stole my IP, but they still in my work ethic I'm as hungry as the day that I worked on my first record Didn't get a lot of sleep and I know that's the worst method Now I got them clap-clappin' like ass when it twerk naked I struggle and strive, hustle and thrive Gave them pussies the finger, no intestine inside Now they wonder how the fuck I survive Cyber security mindset, nobody can fuck with the drive I got discipline and focus, and I'm using them both When I don't wanna do it, that's when I do it the most And I lost a few friends, a few of 'em close But now I'm all the way up, look at my view of the coast I gotta thank the most high for the summit He looking down like those guys are determined You try to play both sides 'cause you vermin I'm about to go and ghost ride something German [Chorus: KXNG Crooked] Turntables might wobble, but they don't fall down Bet I get up every time that I get knocked down I ain't get here overnight, nigga, how that sound? I ain't make it overnight, nigga (How that sound?) I put in work like a motherfucker (Work) I put in work like a motherfucker (Work) I put in work like a motherfucker (Work) I put in work like a motherfucker (Don't fall down) [Verse 2: Joell Ortiz] This ain't the type of music they wanna hear us rap on This the type of bullshit the fans turn they back on Luckily, I don't give a fuck, baby, get your clap on Hello to the Jello, yeah, 'member that song? You motherfuckers crazy think I'm rappin' all goddamn day Put all this work in, you're actin' like I can't play And yeah, I was a big boy, so when I see cake Like a bad restaurant server, I can't wait Any vehicle I maneuver, got them highway skates Told DMV, spell Cooper on my I-8 plate Used to be hungry, now I smile with that "I ate" face I ain't one of them bitter rappers screamin' "I hate Drake" Gold chain hangin' strong with a piece that's clean Golden State Trade Mall, and I'ma keep this green And shorty cheeks is mean, I just fucked her In the presidential room And wrote a verse, that's a sweet 16 9 milli magazine, hold a sweet 16 Put your family in a chapel, that's a sweet Sistine Yeah, I put in work like a motherfucker Look at shorty neck jerk like a motherfucker [Chorus: KXNG Crooked] Turntables might wobble, but they don't fall down Bet I get up every time that I get knocked down I ain't get here overnight, nigga, how that sound? I ain't make it overnight, nigga (How that sound?) I put in work like a motherfucker (Work) I put in work like a motherfucker (Work) I put in work like a motherfucker (Work) I put in work like a motherfucker (Don't fall down)