Bulby Wurk Hard

Lyrics

I work hard city know I go hard ayyyyyyye I go hard, go hard, go hard, go hard. Hey They saying shit like we the last of a dying breed Grew the culture, like we in the backyard planting seeds I ain't no mc (Nope) You couldn't find a rapper, hitting glides as cold as me Ghost a make yo soul leave Michael Jackson times 3 I come from granny basement, long nights floating shits creek That's 91st street Where the greats selected me B-u-l-b when we in these streets These niggas sleeping Im up at 3 a.m. stroking my thoughts the rent is creeping But do you know the feeling? You Gotta come up with that income, cause the pipes is dripping Im on my way to work, im labbin boy im never slipping I solve a problem any circle, boy we mathematicians I come from 4 a.m., labbin out in moms kitchen To foldin dudes in lunchrooms, and then we cop suspensions The skates unique like when 2 atoms splitting I caught the game fast ball, no glove or mitten Its either cold winters or hot summers You either dance or hoop with the manz, or them streets will melt you like hot butter Cause im a crowd splitter Old soul credentials master splinter Track leaner wurkz is cleaner, straight out the brita Leaving my print in the field like a pair of cleats So they coppin me like a parakeet Wurkz hard floats hard, let my talent speak cause talk is cheap. Ayyyyye. I go hard, go hard, go hard, go hard 3x's They say they wurkin we don't see em whats your resume (where you at) No days off cause i'm clocking in like everyday I work hard, city know I go hard. Aye. Go hard, go hard, go hard, go hard