Always Workin lyrics

[Intro: OnPointLikeOP]
Free the guys
R.I.P. the guys
Disrespect, ha
No way he alive
Hunnid shots any time we collide
pus*y

[Verse 1: OnPointLiekOP]
Ha, no 9-to-5, know I'm always workin' (You know)
n*gga either in the trap, or I'm in the stu' tryna sell verses, ha, ha
See it, I like it, know I gotta purchase (Ha)
God put me for a purpose
Anything I got, know I deserve this
Glizzy got blast, put him on the surface (Brrt)
n*ggas be talkin', never put no work in
Go in the drill, move like a surgeon
n*ggas be b*tches, tryna steal purses
How you spendin' more than you earnin'?
All of that di*kridin' ain't workin', n*ggas is worthless (Worth)
Better gеt a bag, gotta be determinеd (Like that)
Beefin' with me, n*ggas already know bad for your health (You know)
If I don't got it, nobody got it, lettin' off shots, takin' on the baow (Baow, baow, baow, ha)
n*ggas don't know how a n*gga felt
I'm tryna double stack up my wealth
Get to the bag, stay to myself (Nine shots)
[Verse 2: Rah Swish]
Uh, you wanted the stain if you never seen it (Seen it)
They said that I was the meanest
Brodie got locked, see my face in the preset
They want an answer, I never seen sh*t
Shorty a dancer, I gave her breesha
I see her name on my phone, that's treesha
She let me paint her face, Mona Lisa (Woo)
When my bussy caught a body, we had beepers
I gave my b*tch a ten from the feature (Look)
If she 'bout to hold it down, she a keeper
I gotta import it for the Visa
I tell 'em ''Free Bishop'', gettin' dirty money
Brodie put in work like a 9 to 5 (9 to 5)
Couple n*ggas speakin' on the deads
So I sent the breads, said ''They gotta die'' (Brr)
Disrespect, then we gotta slide (Slide)
He don't split, he ain't one of mine (One of mine)
I'm on ten when I come outside
Pop a perc .30 like I'm traumatized
With a box of bullets, I'ma reload
Bet I pull up shootin' like a free throw (Bah)
Put the red dot through the peep hole (Brr, brr)
Tote the chop' at his leak hole

[Verse 3: OnPointLikeOP & Rah Swish]
pus*y, ran through a hunnid, hunnid times (Gang)
He don't do a hit, he ain't of mines (Nah)
Never cool with the other side
If I catch you with him, then you know you die (pus*y)
Kick me a chef, always had more money than friends (You know)
Couple trips through the opp tides, if we miss, know we bend again, pus*y
Then we bend again (Look), then we bend again (Look)
Brodie look him down, empty the clip (Brr)
Level thirty rounds, hollows for the tips (Baow)
n*ggas ain't meant, actin' like a b*tch
When I hit the towns, they ain't know sh*t
Know that I'm the ape with a couple rips
Opy through eight, I'ma throw six
I'ma hit the crib, aim for the rib (Bah)