Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Unemployed, artist - UnoTheActivist.
Date of issue: 23.02.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Unemployed |
I had to work up in the trap cause I was unemployed |
I had to work up in the trap |
I had to work up in the trap 'cause I was unemployed, yeah |
Tuckin' work from twelve all in my Balmain corduroys, yeah |
Ridin' round town with them pounds, it got me paranoid, yeah |
Don’t you come inside my trap house makin' hella noise, yeah |
Had to work up in the trap 'cause I was unemployed, yeah |
Had to work up in the trap 'cause I was unemployed, yeah |
Tuckin' work from twelve all in my Balmain corduroys, yeah |
Ridin' 'round town with them pounds, it got me paranoid |
It got me paranoid |
It got me paranoid |
Don’t you walk inside my trap house makin' hella noise |
Had to work up in the trap 'cause I was unemployed |
Tuckin' work from twelve all in my Balmain corduroys |
I was lookin' out the window, had to go abort that |
Grab my work, I grab my work then flush it down the toilet |
Then I told my brother Uno, «Hit the back door» |
And I’m wishin' they don’t catch him like a Dragon Ball |
If they catch us, I’ma give them what they askin' for |
Two shots to the body, one shot to the jaw, yeah |
Damn, they ain’t catch us, close call, yeah |
Now my niggas pourin' up the whole four |
Serve a nigga broad day, I will serve a nigga broad day |
Riding down to Broadway, I had work on me like all day |
Gotta get this guapo, man, I gotta get this money |
If the D’s run up on me, just know that I got bail money |
I get fast money, nigga, fucking fast money |
Shit done hit the wall like a fucking crash dummy |
All this jewelry on my arm look like a fucking cast, don’t it? |
Got a rich gang, feel like Birdman, Cash Money |
All these foreign hoes, never meant to brag on 'em |
She put me on her face like a fuckin' mask on it |
Ayy, I bought that bitch a bag, she ain’t notice the tag on it |
Uno got the bag dope with the tan on it |
I had to work up in the trap 'cause I was unemployed, yeah |
Tuckin' work from twelve all in my Balmain corduroys, yeah |
Ridin' round town with them pounds, it got me paranoid, yeah |
Don’t you come inside my trap house makin' hella noise, yeah |
Had to work up in the trap 'cause I was unemployed, yeah |
Had to work up in the trap 'cause I was unemployed, yeah |
Tuckin' work from twelve all in my Balmain corduroys, yeah |
Ridin' 'round town with them pounds, it got me paranoid |
It got me paranoid |
It got me paranoid |
Don’t you walk inside my trap house makin' hella noise |
Had to work up in the trap 'cause I was unemployed |
Tuckin' work from twelve all in my Balmain corduroys |