Buddy Lofton & Josh Lamont - Work For It! (feat. Johnnie Noct)

Fuck all the speculation
Bitch you don't know me
Just the reputation
I'm eating good
I made some reservations
Bitch I'm prepared
I been in preparation
I toot my horn I feel Miles Davis
I'm sky walking
But it's groundbreaking
My style greater boy you sound basic
I chew you candy rappers now or later
My line clicking like hi hater
My name ringing
Bet you feel the vibration
Whenever my mind racing
I'm in this bitch like wassup
Now don't be asking
What type of liquid I sip in my cup
I got a passion for thicker women
I can't get enough
I just be laughing I think I mastered Not giving a fuck
I get up
I dodge the coppers
Trying to keep me in cuffs
I'm looking past all them snake eyes They fresh out of luck
She call me handsome
I know she gassing
She filling me up
The real in fashion
I make it happen
Yeah I get it done
I'm feeling marvelous
I'm way too dominant
You ain't heard of me
That's preposterous
I'm off the wall with it
Couldn't walk with me
Tear your cartilage
Like shot gun cartridges
Bitch I'm booming
I make it obvious I train like Spartacus

I got a feeling in my soul
And I'm so sure
You got to know yours
You got to go for it
Sick of the demons
Always making you unsure
Only got one cure
You got to go hard
I hear they want it
But they don't wanna work for it
I'm gonna work for it
You got to work for it
Nothing come easy baby
Better believe it
You got to work for it
You got to work for it

If they gossiping
They work for me now
I owe a couple niggas slaps
They don't deserve a beat down
They mouth moving all I hear is meow
Bitch I'm relaxed
Yeah I can pull my feet out
I got them swimming
How they stuck in denial
Yeah I had a good year but I'm so tired
Your favorite rapper is a whole liar
They're sore losers
Well watch me soar by them
They say I'm rapping
Like the old timers
But most they music
Gives me Alzheimer's
This king shit you should call sire
The flow electric
Man I'm just more wired
You want the smoke
You can't ignore the fire
I'm chewing trash I got a poor diet
They talk violent
But never sparked iron
That's why I'm running shit
But walk by them
I never feel them
But could feel them eyeing
I do it baby no I'm never trying
But let me rock I'm feeling like Goliath
I'm on point shit I could start a riot
Make sure that they can't deny it

I got a feeling in my soul
And I'm so sure
You got to know yours
You got to go for it
Sick of the demons
Always making you unsure
Only got one cure
You got to go hard
I hear they want it
But they don't wanna work for it
I'm gonna work for it
You got to work for it
Nothing comes easy baby
Better believe it
You got to work for it
You got to work for it

Written by:
Veronal Alleyne Jr

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