Shugg - Work

Put that work up in the ceiling
I'm drug dealing
Sorry momma no I didn't listen
Selling drugs
Going in and out them buildings
I get a rush
When I know my clients feel it
I get up before them kids pour that cereal
If he get up from this Fetty its a miracle
Tell my fiends don't give up because
That's what some quitters do
And if you get sick get cash
And ill come and visit you
Momma taught me right
But I was tired of getting left
Marching band on them grams
Like a nigga taking steps
Cardio on the road
With the weight I did reps
Cut coke cut throat
Like nigga fuck ya neck
Never been a wanna be
Just wanted to sell some g's
Drive thru service for the food
Like Mickey Ds
Spinin the block
Banging plays like a cd
And if you ever had a bad batch
On god it wasn't me
Take you down a road
Let me take you on a ride
I'll show you where they shoot
Lets make sure they get high
Put 5 on 1
Lets make sure that they survive
They got their dolla worth
I can tell by their eyes
Put that work up in the ceiling
I'm drug dealing
Sorry momma no I didn't listen
Selling drugs
Going in and out them buildings
I get a rush
When I know my clients feel it
Put that work up in the ceiling
I'm drug dealing
Sorry momma no I didn't listen
Selling drugs
Going in and out them buildings
I get a rush
When I know my clients feel it

Written by:
Shaunsayh addo

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