Work!

[Chorus: PlayThatBoiZay]
We gon' work until the trap out (Trap out)
I been grindin' all day, I'm 'bout to cash out (Woo)
We gon' put in work until it work out
All these hoes be in my face, she got her ass out (Come here)
She gon' put in work until she clock out (Yeah)
I can't never love these hoes, I'm on my cash route (Uh-huh, ayy)
We gon' put in work until it worked out (Yeah)
We gon' put in work until I pass out

[Verse 1: Quadeca]
Ayy, yeah
We gon' work till it work out, uh (Uh!)
Bitch, I'm on fire, never burnt out, uh (Uh!)
If you make plans, you get turned down, uh
All of these bands, it's the first round
See your number, I'ma hit you with the same tone (Okay)
Tеll my mom I'm sorry that I never came homе
I don't think there'll be anybody at my funeral
But they gon' recognize the name on the gravestone, uh
Tryna maximize my green with this time I spend (Okay)
I can only love you from like 3:15 to 5 PM
Workin' for the man (Vroom), I have yet to meet him, though (Hmm)
They gon' understand- ("Who's 'they'?") I don't even know

[Chorus: PlayThatBoiZay & Quadeca]
We just gonna work, uh, ayy, until the trap out (Ooh, trap out)
I been grindin' all day, I'm 'bout to cash out (Woo)
We gon' put in work until it work out (What?)
All these hoes be in my face, she got her ass out (Come here)
She gon' put in work until she clock out (Yeah)
I can't never love these hoes, I'm on my cash route (Uh-huh, ayy)
We gon' put in work until it worked out (Yeah)
We gon' put in work until I pass out

[Verse 2: Quadeca]
You said I need balance? That shit for the indecisive
Yeah, I might be trippin', but at least I fuckin' picked a side, and
I've been doin' bigger shit, no way that they didn't like it
If that's true, I smash they fuckin' phone before they finish typin' (Fuck you!)
Look into the finer things
Ain't no quality time when
I make a couple milli' and I gift a couple diamond rings
I've been hopin' that's what time will bring
'Cause the clock tick the same no
Matter how many times they say I'm a king, and it kinda stings
I just had like twenty-five Red Bulls
Still tryna find them wings, like a blind Rick Ross
Mind exhaust
Check the headlines, deadlines ain't soft (Aah—!)
I don't want a fuckin' moment to blink, a moment to think
'Cause even just a moment got me kinda lost
So I'm tryna hear my thoughts with this white noise
From this fax machine in my ear
Printin' everything I didn't wanna hear
I don't know where they from, but the message so clear

[Chorus: PlayThatBoiZay & Quadeca]
When I say we gon' work... until the trap out (Trap out)
I been grindin' all day, I'm 'bout to cash out (Woo)
We gon' put in work until it work out (What?)
All these hoes be in my face, she got her ass out (Come here)
She gon' put in work until she clock out (Yeah)
I can't never love these hoes, I'm on my cash route (Uh-huh, ayy)
We gon' put in work until it worked out (Yeah)
We gon' put in work until I pass out

[Verse 3: Quadeca]
This the hardest puzzle, can't pop it, it's the sharpest bubble
Thought process repeat so much, I think my mind got carpal tunnel (Ow!)
I out-pulled my strongest muscle? Mixed up, the cards are shuffled (Huh?)
Picked up, then start to fumble, this what I want, it's humble:
I just want it all to double
Even the stress, even the mess, even the largest struggle
I want a ghost, don't need Heaven, I fantasize over purgatory
Invest, so now my money makes money, it's workin' for me
They just bring bounds of distractions, explainin' how to be happy
Louder than words, I can't hear 'em over the sound of their actions
Calculate hourly rates, guilt when I'm havin' to break (Haha)
This world gon' take what you have if they see that you have what it takes (Ooh!)
And that puts you back in your place, no matter how highly regarded (Uh)
You're not content, you endin' up in the line where you started
And all these sacrifices, can't take 'em back
I fucked up way too many connections, I shouldn't be so okay with that
But I'm okay with dirt on my name if it helps to make it last
I pray for that; I need my credit before the fade to black
Yeah

[Outro: Quadeca]
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