WORK FOR IT

[Chorus: Diomer]

Come on (Work for it)
Get up (Work for it)
You got it (Work for it)
Let's go (Work for it)
Come on (Work for it)
Get up (Work for it)
You got it (Work for it)
Let's go (Work for it)

[Verse 1: Diomer]

Pretty much live in the 'stu
That I set up in my crib
Didn’t know how to mix
Now I got it down packed
Had to work it for a while
Now I got it and smile like (Woo)
Heaven ready for the win
Put the hours in
I’m in Ableton
Working on a groove
Yeah we making moves
Better not be sleep because He coming back for his people real real (Soon)
I got my thinking cap on, thinking bout the next task
No we isn’t cappin' though
Going crazy on production like I downed a big flask
But I get the last laugh, cause I’m crazy as is
I don’t need the liquor, I go hard and then I eat my dinner
I don’t need her figure, I need prayer 'cause I am a sinner
I believe in Jesus, I know anything else it’ll wither
Follow God and be a winner (Woo)
Hustle harder 'cause I gotta purpose to fulfill
Getting stronger by the daily 'cause I keep it real
I know when I’m weak, then I’m strong by His grace
So I don’t trip when I’m hurting for his sake (Yea)
I don't got time for cliques (No I don't)
Can't trust someone that’s slick (No you can't)
Rather give time to the Lord (Real talk)
Barely got time for a chick (No cap)
I can feel the tension
Can’t forget to mention
No one said it would be easy, but I
Ain’t 'gon let that stop me
With His blood He bought me
I receive it like a freebie (Woo)

[Chorus: Diomer]

Come on (Work for it)
Get up (Work for it)
You got it (Work for it)
Let's go (Work for it)
Come on (Work for it)
Get up (Work for it)
You got it (Work for it)
Let's go (Work for it)
Come on (Work for it)
Get up (Work for it)
You got it (Work for it)
Let's go (Work for it)
Come on (Work for it)
Get up (Work for it)
You got it (Work for it)
Let's go (Work for it)

[Verse 2: Jered Sanders]

I done heard too many times
Y'all done curved too many dimes
Flipping birds and petty crimes
In the burbs and plenty time
In the bars or in the crib
Whipping cars or in the fridge
Plenty stars and plenty Crips
Plenty pawns and plenty fish
All I’m saying is the fly talk and the buss-down's a distraction
Pie flipping and the nickel bag pitching sound like all of your passion
A-Phi-A with the frostbite everybody ice cold on 'em
Murder-murder, kill-kill, everybody lifestyle dice roll on 'em
Make sure the net tight though
No Christ dog, psycho
Cut sin from the lifestyle with the good book, no typo
Gotta look at them stripes though
All things due to Christ yo
Press hard for the mark
That’s good news, not good advice, bro

[Chorus: Diomer]

Come on (Work for it)
Get up (Work for it)
You got it (Work for it)
Let's go (Work for it)
Come on (Work for it)
Get up (Work for it)
You got it (Work for it)
Let's go (Work for it)