This is a song about "Workin"

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

But workin for the love keep it understood.

End up workin' at mcdonalds, on welfare and give 'em hell,

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Trapped in mainstream cages, workin', pays 'em in wages,

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

That boy dil flip more meat than the mcdonalds i was workin at

I been bout keepin my dreams alive man, workin round the clock/

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

Because your shit ain't workin', and you really actin' soft,

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

The streets is gettin' dirty, these niggas out here workin'