[Intro]
Yeah yeah, I'm tryna work my move
Yeah yeah, I'm tryna work my move
I'm tryna work my move
I'm tryna work my move, yeah
I'm tryna work my move
I'm tryna work my move
[Chorus]
I'm tryna work my move, yeah, I'm tryna work my move
I'm tryna work my move, yeah, I'm tryna work my move, yeah
Why these n*ggas hate on me?
Why these n*ggas hate on me, yeah
Why these n*ggas hate on me?
Why these n*ggas hate on me, yeah
I'm tryna work my move
I'm tryna work my move, yeah
I'm tryna work my move
I'm tryna work my move, yeah
Why these n*ggas hate on me, yeah
Why these n*ggas hate on me, yeah
Why these n*ggas hate on me, yeah
Why these n*ggas hate on me, yeah
[Verse 1]
All the hatin' in your blood, that sh*t ain't even called for
Clutching a pistol, I'm paranoid
n*gga know I'm gon' shoot if he reach for it
Yeah, I dip then drip in designer
Your b*tch hit my phone but you know I declined her
Break the bread down, young n*gga I sign you
My diamonds so flooded, you look they might blind you
I'm the young n*gga that makin' moves
I'm the young n*gga that keep the jewels
I'm the young n*gga that packin' tools
Put your lil n*ggas on the news
I hit the club, n*ggas' b*tches choose
We bustin' these hoes down by the twos
Got big racks and they full of blues
Finesse the plug, n*gga work a move
One thing about it, better keep a tool
In the streets n*gga you gon' win or lose
Ain't no telling what a n*gga gonna do
So stay in your lane and make boss moves
I was raised by bosses, never took loses
Don't f*ck with no flawless
n*gga get money then they swear they some bosses
f*ck n*gga you ain't really hang around no bosses
[Chorus]
I'm tryna work my move, yeah, I'm tryna work my move
I'm tryna work my move, yeah, I'm tryna work my move, yeah
Why these n*ggas hate on me?
Why these n*ggas hate on me, yeah
Why these n*ggas hate on me?
Why these n*ggas hate on me, yeah
I'm tryna work my move
I'm tryna work my move, yeah
I'm tryna work my move
I'm tryna work my move, yeah
Why these n*ggas hate on me, yeah
Why these n*ggas hate on me, yeah
Why these n*ggas hate on me, yeah
Why these n*ggas hate on me, yeah
[Verse 2]
I just jugg and finesse
Finesse a n*gga ass up out a check
I got to know a young n*gga up next
Fifty K on me n*gga, none less
I work my move, I'm juggin'
Bust the pack down and you know we gon' move 'em
n*gga wanna hate, turn around we'll shoot 'em
Workin' my move on your ho and she choosin'
That wasn't my thot, young n*gga I'm hood
A young n*gga really came up out the hood
I'm juggin', finessin', I'm working my move
Your b*tch wanna f*ck and she don't have a clue
See hundreds on me and they wrapped up in blues
I stay in my lane and I work my own move
I keep this sh*t real with all of my woes
I keep this sh*t real with all of my bros
I keep this sh*t real with all of my hoes
A n*gga ain't cappin', my n*ggas on froze
I keep a bankroll in all of my clothes
These n*ggas be switchin' up just like some hoes
I love my n*ggas, I'll never fold
A n*gga cross me then my heart cold
Elliante keep a n*gga froze
A n*gga playin', we gon' wipe his nose
I'm solid n*gga, I'll never fold
[Chorus]
I'm tryna work my move, yeah, I'm tryna work my move
I'm tryna work my move, yeah, I'm tryna work my move, yeah
Why these n*ggas hate on me?
Why these n*ggas hate on me, yeah
Why these n*ggas hate on me?
Why these n*ggas hate on me, yeah
I'm tryna work my move
I'm tryna work my move, yeah
I'm tryna work my move
I'm tryna work my move, yeah
Why these n*ggas hate on me, yeah
Why these n*ggas hate on me, yeah
Why these n*ggas hate on me, yeah
Why these n*ggas hate on me, yeah