Dee.Money - Hard Work lyrics

[Intro: Lil Duke] Yea L.A., smoke the good weed, ya dig? [Hook: Lil Duke] Hard work pays off Hell, we don't get no days off Knock 'em right off and go hide in the loft I had to come up, make myself a boss Everyday hustling like I'm Rick Ross Ferrari kit you could hit it, it's off Believing in God, I iced out the cross Got choppers on choppers you better not cross I got [?] on [?] Hit 'em up then we gon' pay for the cost Thottie, she don't give a f** what it costs n***a we winning, we do not take loss Got a couple bad b**hes in Boston She like to s** it right out of me I keep it on me like I hit the lottery I came from nothing, I grew up in poverty [Verse 1: Lil Duke] I came from nothing, I was dead broke Prices get cheaper when they come on boat My b**h is so bad, she like it in her throat Givenchy all white, I'm dressing like the Pope My b**hes on greenlight, them b**hes on go White b**hes snorting the coke I never seen a b**h there when I go We on the road and we selling out shows Told you before that it's bros over hoes Got me a drink and I pour up a four Roll in the back was so fat that I choke I'm a young boss, I'm in L.A. with loads I don't talk two-faced, you listen too slow Baby come f** me and s** me and go She s** on that dick like a muh'f**ing pro She like my demeanor, pull up in a ghost Counting up racks and checks everyday She said she like my style in every way You want a feature, then you got to pay You ain't talking money, you out of place Got a new Uzi, I'll blow you to space Pay for that case and just throw it away Right at them puppet, we toting them K Stack up that money to see better days [Hook: Lil Duke] Hard work pays off Hell, we don't get no days off Knock 'em right off and go hide in the loft I had to come up, make myself a boss Everyday hustling like I'm Rick Ross Ferrari [?] you could hit it, it's off Believing in God, I iced out the cross Got choppers on choppers you better not cross I got [?] on [?] Hit 'em up then we gon' pay for the cost Thottie, she don't give a f** what it costs n***a we winning, we do not take loss Got a couple bad b**hes in Boston She like to s** it right out of me I keep it on me like I hit the lottery I came from nothing, I grew up in poverty [Verse 2: Nechie] Nechie shining, see the diamond glisten Hit a n***a with a stolen glizzy 32 shot let it pop out the Glock Hop out that drop and I pop at yo' top I take up yo' block, [?] f** a scale, n***a buy a bale I just bought my n***a out of jail He caught a body, he ain't f**ing tell Had me water, yeah I need a well Bought the foreign just to fishtail Forgiato, yeah they blowing kisses Skrrt skrrt, on you monkey b**hes Banana clip for you monkey n***as All my shooters, yeah they Reggie Miller I just flooded me another bezel Diamonds singing like they Bryson Tiller Hard work, b**h, hard work Make her s** it 'till her jaw hurt Shoot the glizzy 'till my palm hurt Catch you lacking, you gon' hit the dirt I just made a 50 off of merch I just made a 50 off of percs I done made a 50 off of lean I'm a motherf**ing trap king [Hook: Lil Duke] Hard work pays off Hell, we don't get no days off Knock 'em right off and go hide in the loft I had to come up, make myself a boss Everyday hustling like I'm Rick Ross Ferrari [?] you could hit it, it's off Believing in God, I iced out the cross Got choppers on choppers you better not cross I got [?] on [?] Hit 'em up then we gon' pay for the cost Thottie, she don't give a f** what it costs n***a we winning, we do not take loss Got a couple bad b**hes in Boston She like to s** it right out of me I keep it on me like I hit the lottery I came from nothing, I grew up in poverty