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traey b - working lyrics

[intro]:

(yeah)
(time to be resting)

working,working,working
i be working,working
you know that a homie be
working,working,working
i be working,working
you know that a homie be

[verse:1]
the world is like a surgery and patients pays
tryna make it but there’s never been an easy way
bruises on my body,the scars,d-mn my feet sore
never fit in,i stand out like street poles
yeah,balling on ’em call me chris paul
grinding like a psycho,i don’t wanna die p-ss po’,yeah
tryna get mine it’s repo
i go realer in this jungle no king kong
i bleed for my blood
man i’m the freedom fighter of the fam,my heat on auto reload
make a cut ain’t blunt
stay lit in these streets like cigars and blunts
man i pick up my arms and put on my armor
david with the sling,with god’s grace i conquer
burying the pains,no comeback,no karma
going to the surface,there ain’t no more staying under yeah

[chorus]
kushanda ndoshanda kubvira makuseni
ndiri kutiza nhamo so i’m working my homie, no time to be resting
kutenda munashe, ndichasvika chete k-mberi the grace and the mercy
always follow me
gotta get mine so you know that a homie be

[post chorus]
working,working,working
i be working,working
you know that a homie be
working,working,working
i be working,working
you know that a homie be

[verse 2]
on the road,never lacking the drive no breakdowns
stay focused
pray that i’m making my mom proud when it’s over
stay in my lane i won’t switch
so bold,despite cold shoulders still keep the yet
yeah,wish me well
they wish me h-ll
life is a test and they praying that i get to fail
scheming tryna make it in these streets tichipanda bag
(scheming tryna make it in these streets tichipanda bag ugh!)
i got a motive that’s why im up 24/7,no sleep for a reason
born in poverty but tryna betray it,i promise am in for the treason
rise from the ashes like a phoenix
heading to the pinnacle,i won’t be prevented
god be the captain you know,the team winning
tryna make ends meet they jus been blind dating
blood,sweat and tears dripping
momma told me life’s a journey but you never see me tripping
i be on it,chasing success ’til i own it
rise to the top and no runway i’m a rocket
the weight of the fam on my shoulders
carry the cross ’til it’s over
carry the cross ’til it’s over,gone

- traey b lyrics

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