This is a song about "Put in work"

They gon' love me for my ambition

I respect the work you put in,

My shirt, purple label my shirt

We getttin throwed, still put in work

Put your hands in the air, bank clerk... work!!!

I ain't trynna be forward

I'll take her home and do her like homework

Your hair in a french braid you can make it work

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

No time for play today, i been putting in work

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

Now i'm cursed, you urchins lurk, i put in work,

I said i got my ass beat

You think you put in work? that's sweet

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

It's too much work to put up with so much fake,