This is a song about "We gotta work"

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Jack up your car high like we work at autobahn

Song: "we can work it out"

I gotta little clout

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

We started this, we gotta finish it/

Put in work so now we just gotta put in overtime

On the sofa, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time

Gotta do work like a settler

Ay yo you wonder who i are

It's getting harder to trust, we didn't work out/

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd