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kembe x and alex wiley - work lyrics

verse 1 [alex wiley]

fapped and woke up from a nap and found myself asking
is it possible i’m too f-cking good at rapping
they told me get a job, i almost fell out my chair laughing
that sh-t’s hilarious n-gga
i’m a nefarious n-gga with ambition
so b-tch quit your d-mn b-tching
i’m itching for sandwiches
so get to the d-mn kitchen
i coulda sworn she listened, so my mind starts to wander
then i ponder
why you still here b-tch?
the kitchen’s over yonder

hook [kembe x]

what’s work to a n-gga that raps good?
drugs? jobs? 9 to 5s?
n-gga eat a d-ck!
i’m too focused on bein’ rich
look at! anyone can do it
not to mention, i rap really f-cking good
uh, look (x2)

verse 2 [kembe x]

ayo b-tch, what you attracted to?
is it my att-tude?
cause to be real, i couldn’t be up in a sadder mood
i asked my dad what action course a caston man would take
pops said, “a davis had a b-st-rd, sad and tragic for your fate”
that depression sh-t’s a b-tch
and i can’t fold, no i can’t go
for the hurt the lies, the dark facades
a n-gga need a heart m-ssage
apartment lives of plenty never bothered a beast
i feel a spark inside within me, finna harbor a feast
i’m finna author at least
the life i live and how i live it
spend a day with 20 children
let me know how i was feeling
when i knew i had a feeling i’d be great, and i’d be paid
for every dumb mistake a n-gga ever made
on this pavement to glory and bad b-tches with time for all my bullsh-ttin
girl don’t forget:
i’m the rapper, you the b-tch
i’m the head bread, k!ll ’em dead
ain’t never not obtained some sh-t since birth
that i was worth
so go ahead, make the squad some sandwiches
the f-ck you think i’m playing with?
sophisticated danger
up the banger then i’m spraying it
you say if rap don’t work…..
ha!

hook [kembe x]

what’s work to a n-gga that raps good?
drugs? jobs? 9 to 5s?
n-gga eat a d-ck!
i’m too focused on bein’ rich
look at! anyone can do it
not to mention, i rap really f-cking good
uh, look (x2)

outro [kembe x singing]

i’m the rapper, and you the b-tch
i’m the rapper, and you the b-tch
i’m the rapper, uh uh uh
i’m the rapper, uh uh
i’m the rapper, uh uh uh
and you the b-tch

- kembe x and alex wiley lyrics

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