Workaholic歌词

作词 : Game Peace
作曲 : Game Peace
编曲 : OUHBOY
Patek Philippe on my wrist
Got a Lambo no stress
Slide on water like Jet- Ski
Support my idol by a Fendi
Legendary like Biggie
My melody’ s sweet like Yuqi
No cap, I’ ll always hustle
My dream won’ t break like bubble
**** all the racist
What does the skin like, it’ s non of your business
Rap’ s like AK-47 goes bang, bang, bang
I do what I want, I’ m selfish
Rap with no rest
I’ m gone craze like a beast
We ain’t no teen, we’ re savage
We play no gang
But the rat still should get hanged
Our flow is smooth, let you sway
Celebrate success, buy rose gold
We came from nothing, we’ re on road
Drain the swamp, I know what I want, lyrics surround my soul
Fly like eagles, pop like Beatles, doing dope shit worldwide like migos
High like Lizzo, rap like Central, C on the belt with no fake it’ s double
Always be humble, got no trapped in the jungle, ain’ t false
Paint the paint like Picasso, this rap no mumble, drop hundos
Swagger like Bruce Li
Hang out with Yezzy
Drive a Maybach candy
That’ s not a daydream
Toxic like Mamba
Do a show on Coachella
We represent China
Pocket grows fatter
Always be humble, got no trapped in the jungle, ain’t false
Paint the paint like Picasso, this rap no mumble, drop hundos
Ain't got time
Ain't got a second I cannot waste it
See people shine
I tryna be them need the basis
You see the vibe
You know the truth that we gonna be famous
Young boy don't hide
Issue in front you we gotta face it
Not from the trenches
We got the youth and the time we gotta use it
All I gotta do is only trying The future is mine I choose it
Working for royal need a fight
Burning the oil in the night
Telling myself don’ t roll the dice trust myself don’ t lose it
Somebody tell me money means nothing
I never own it how can I know it
Maybe when someday I did balling
That time I can say money I throw it
Not till that day I got working
Do for my family do for my homie
Do for myself ain't no regretting
Savage mode that how I flexing
I got a feeling of success
I know my mama will love that
Some day imma buy her two Birkin bags
Don’ t play with shawties they twerking they bad
I know what I am supposed to do
Strengthen myself just came from the root
Ain’ t got nothing they gonna be doom
Ain’ t got nothing they gonna be gloom
Rock on stage we rapping we popping
One day you see me the people go flocking
Door to the goat we find it then knocking
Lil boy they envy they tryna go robbing
I ain‘t never scared I just sold my soul
Told you don’ t try me I devil you know
I still training don’ t need a coach
Hustle and grinding you know that we go
I see these young boys are dreaming
Thinking their life is winning
Kill the bill like the Quentin
Money fame they are plenty
But they never gonna hustle
Swallow their dreams with the bottles
If they don't try they‘ ll get nothing only one thing for them is sorrow
Always be humble, got no trapped in the jungle, ain’t false
Paint the paint like Picasso, this rap no mumble, drop hundos