Work (Grustlin’)

Lyrics

[Intro] Nitty Scott MC Are you working? What kind of work do you do? Ah Ah Wha-Wha-Wha-What is it do you wanna do when you grow up? Nitty Scott MC Hittin' the words of Maya Angelou: "Nothing will work unless you do" Ahah Spucking ya Spooky Yo [Verse] Young and trying to go to work Who the fuck is hiring? Man, this shit is tiring I am just inspiring To keep it inspiring While everybody firing Just paid a visit to these kicks over an iron Application signed in I'mma make it happen Tryna stick to rappin' and while they talk about trapping A loving Dallas from some new ports Sometimes I think I can afford to love New York And I don't even smoke the cancerous b But even we happens running expensively So are my niggas come in handy yup 'Cause you know we ending up Couple in rotation and now everybody getting up Hittin' the hur dropping words with my nerds Powerful and broke serving verch from the curb Peanut butter no jelly Mac no cheese Milk no cereal We likin' them materials From the very bottom Up to the managerial I just paid a cost to be my very own boss Learnt to do without Wake it to the drought Without a doubt 'Cause the sacrifice is what is all about Make a less add a little water to the shampoo Lil low nakki and he wants the pass due Packing to some vile shit You know that wild shit You know that grammy season jump to turn stout shit Movin' to the sound to the tik and the tok of the clock Grindin' my hustle you can call it Magrasso Put it in the muscle 'cause I gotta get the paper, no End up some favors this is the passion and labor, uh I'm not a taker I'm looking for a help wanted No short cuts if you want more cuts And not a fire franchise in a community Back in the day, man, they call that opportunity This is budicy The unity is gone Guess that explains for homeless on a White House loan They keep the money 'cause they love it I wanted to get above it Thinking nothing of it investing it in the public This is for the lovers This is for the others For my little brothers this is for the single mothers This is for the struggle And everybody in it Believe me it can change in the New York minute Hands to the sky if the rain is too high Hands to the sky if you work to get by I am just inspiring to keep it inspiring Young and tryna go to work Who the fuck is hiring? [Outro] Uh Who the fuck is hiring? Young and tryna go to work Who the fuck is hiring? Uh Who the fuck is hiring? Young and tryna go to work Who the fuck is hiring? Who the fuck is hiring? Young and tryna go to work Who the fuck is hiring? [Skit] Aah, lovely day, uh? Oh, sad one is up, looks like I'mma have to flip it to the Yo, is that? Ye, good Reverend Doctor Good afternoon kitties Ehm, ye we about to flip this out too Enjoy the Cassette Chronicles coming to you live from New York City Okay?