Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Always Workin, artist - YBS Skola.
Date of issue: 06.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Always Workin |
I’m always working, always working, always working |
I’m always working, always working, always working |
I’m always working, always working, always working |
King Midas |
I’m always working, always working, always working |
I remember I was at the bottom, pockets hurting |
You sittin' 'round bummy lookin' broke 'cause you ain’t been working |
I ain’t seen my son, I ain’t seen my daughter, I been working |
I’m always working, always working, always working |
I’m always working, always working, always working |
You sittin' 'round bummy lookin' broke 'cause you ain’t been working |
I’m always working, always working, always working |
I’m YBS, I go by Skola, I put that work in |
I don’t trust these bitches, I don’t need no hoes, I just be flirting |
Riding with a Glock in the act, tryna make it to the booth |
When I drop that heat, I spit facts, ask 'em who the truth |
Step on that block then drop my top, tell 'em remove the roof |
The slide down Loudon in that new drop like my shit bulletproof |
We pour up lean and sip that shit like it’s some holy water |
I really miss them days that I could just stand on the corner |
I hardly get to see Dameira but I love my daughter |
I know some champs went with the feds, was rich as Richy Porter |
And I got some champs still on the streets that got this shit in order |
As a matter of fact, I’m on my way to meet one at the border |
I’m always working, always working, always working |
I remember I was at the bottom, pockets hurting |
You sittin' 'round bummy lookin' broke 'cause you ain’t been working |
I ain’t seen my son, I ain’t seen my daughter, I been working |
I’m always working, always working, always working |
I’m always working, always working, always working |
You sittin' 'round bummy lookin' broke 'cause you ain’t been working |
I’m always working, always working, always working |
Stayed down ten toes, planned my goals, went and executed |
I got that hole with double O’s, then I distributed |
Watch for the knockers, bustin' balls, bitches always geeking |
I’m from the 'Ville where it’s trill, every night was tweaking |
I put that work in, I can’t never ever look back |
I really came from nothing, street’s know that’s a big fact |
Whoever thought I’d make it here? |
I came from slingin' packs |
Whoever thought I would be able to blow fifty racks? |
I used to get like forty dollars off of twenty pills |
Only way my man gon' squirt if he win that appeal |
Fuck all you pussy niggas that be quick to take a deal |
I’m never goin' out sad, they need to free the trill |
I’m always working, always working, always working |
I remember I was at the bottom, pockets hurting |
You sittin' 'round bummy lookin' broke 'cause you ain’t been working |
I ain’t seen my son, I ain’t seen my daughter, I been working |
I’m always working, always working, always working |
I’m always working, always working, always working |
You sittin' 'round bummy lookin' broke 'cause you ain’t been working |
I’m always working, always working, always working |