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stik figa and rob viktum - work pt. 2 lyrics

[intro]

yea
it’s a beautiful day!

[chorus]

keep your kinds words
i’m a grind first
learned sacrifice
how you define work?
if you’re nine-to-five
trying to find work
or if you on the turf
tryin’ to find work

[verse one]

at the conoco, trying to hit the lotto number
grab me some sh-lls and a bottle got to wonder
why the world so cold? visit cabo for the summer
switch the whips model number, trying to get a models number
on the day to day, trying to make a play
won’t complain, stand tall, straighten up my vertebrae
got my kicks from payless, put my clothes on layaway
but the struggle made me, me, ain’t nothing i would trade
for my kids i make a way ain’t nothing to explain
all gas no breaks and it’s high octane
ridin’ off in paper plates, used to eat off paper plates
don’t you know that talk is cheap, i hear what the paper say
only dollars make sense and only the cash counts
whether it’s nine-to-five or taking the fast route
or you use your street credit, or your cards maxed out
some of ya’ll is allstate got your hands out

[chorus]

keep your kinds words
i’m a grind first
learned sacrifice
how you define work?
if you’re nine-to-five
trying to find work
or if you on the turf
tryin’ to find work

[verse two]

for better or worse the cheddar is first
that’s why the homies grip pepper and be letting it burst
that’s why the homies be fakin’ buying heather a purse
can’t even take it with ’em when you measure the dirt
just seen little homie he was grittin’ off the prepay
pray for my nephew i see him i tell him be safe
know the blacktop in the winter the same as spring break
but the judge and da and giving y’all leeway
let me keep it simple, money and murder motivate
the top-city homies that keep a k and a throwaway
still be with the sh-t, even if it’s an open case
most will never leave even though homie know the stakes
i see the hate but the secret is the love
put in the work but it might not be enough
i see the hate but the secret is the love
put in the work but it might not be enough

but that don’t mean quit
that means go!

[chorus]

keep your kinds words
i’m a grind first
learned sacrifice
how you define work?
if you’re nine-to-five
trying to find work
or if you on the turf
tryin’ to find work

- stik figa and rob viktum lyrics

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