This is a song about "Works"

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

The pervs lerk as miley works that twerk till it hurts.

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

Fucked him over in the deal and he works for me ever since

I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly

But that bitch works up the audacity to tell me who i

Just hope it works out well

Let me call that hotel

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

How the fuck you gon' lose money when money works for you?

At first sight, you'd say i ain't got the works, right?

I'm feeling like things gon' be alright

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

He works hard, and so is the family, even when depressing