Light Work

Verse 1 (Cee):
Yeah, don't cost 'em nothing to observe a bit, I see 'em learning shit
Prop 'em up and and then I watch 'em try and curve the kid
Target to a Hermes clique
Their weak shit, 'bout to wrap it up like Thursday is
Ya feel me? Fam, this is real life, shit is light work
Fuck a keyboard battle, I'm finna fight first
All these wankers yapping off like they might jerk
Lotion soft new rappers in a tight skirt
Dog, we do this for a living, it's a hobby for 'em
If they bothered with the business, it'd prolly bore 'em
We are the whole package
We never stop moving, we are a cold family
Fitting to pop shortly, setting it off grandly
Fitting the tux, shorty, coming for our Grammys
I am the one, Jordan, I am the one for 'em
Best of both worlds, 808 with that bump for 'em
The truth is, whether Primo or Metro Boomin'
I can do it, I can do it, I could shit on Uzi
Easy, lil man, pull a muscle, need Bengay
They barely pushed 10 hours, I'm doing 10k
It's simple math, I overshadow 'em ten times
With ten years, ten records, shit been mine
Stand behind your bars, that's a thin line
Came out screaming 'Mama, I'm on my grizind!'

Pre Hook (Andrew Cameron):
I was born for the climb
I paid with my time
You move so slow, so satisfied
And we don't see eye to eye
All the ones I left behind
You make it easy, lord, they make it easy

Hook (Andrew Cameron):
Y'all can't cop no moves like ours
Shit sound like ten thousand hours
Light work, light work
On that early morning to that midnight work

We move faster, why you sour?
Shit feel like five lines of powder
Light work, light work
24/7, 365 work

Verse 2 (Cee):
Do you hear me? Do you hear me? Man, them dudes do
‘Coz homie 'This Is All I Know' was like a who's who
I hear the game invoicing 'em for them dues due
But I just smile, flash receipts and I cruise through
Do your Googles, I'm out here making hit records
That barely none of my peers is taking a shit next to
So the circle hella small, bring the compass in
And I ain't really one to talk, the quiet comforting
Yeah, and this is nothing, this is nothing to me
And that ain't cocky, this confidence only comes from winning
We celebrating each step
And I ain't have the riches or the fame yet, but I'm visualizing the pay cheque
Bet, and we just tryina stand out
They quick to point fingers in a game full of handouts
Pen down, salute to the squad, bruh
Born to be boss, dog, I'm killin' the small talk, fuck all y'all

Pre Hook (Andrew Cameron):
I was born for the climb
I paid with my time
You move so slow, so satisfied
And we don't see eye to eye
All the ones I left behind
You make it easy, lord, they make it easy

Hook (Andrew Cameron):
Y'all can't cop no moves like ours
Shit sound like ten thousand hours
Light work, light work
On that early morning to that midnight work

We move faster, why you sour?
Shit feel like five lines of powder
Light work, light work
24/7, 365 work