(Intro)
Lonely, rusted motor, no rolly
A hundred cats in my phonebook and every one of them phone me
I make money of a my BB, drive around looking neeky
Glasses on, I cruise by, police don’t even see me
(Verse 1)
I got models grabbing at my arm ca’ they see me on TV
Young g’s wanna be me, I make this shit look easy
I’ve been outside from early, I don’t believe in sleeping
This moolah is my wife darg, I don’t believe in cheating
Darg I’ve been through a million setbacks and a million wars bro
Until a million gets stacked there’ll be another million laws broke
And I wish that I was at awards shows, soon be at award shows
But for now darg I’m out ‘ere, you might see me up on your road
I’m really putting that work in, I hope this music works out
If not I’ll be out ‘ere all day putting that work out
I’ve been outside from thirteen, icebergs and work outs
I’ll show you what dirt means, I’m taking these nerds out
(Chorus)
Work, work, work, I said all my bruddahs
Work, work, work, I said all my bitches
Work, work, work and plus all my sticks they
Burst, burst, burst, rack ka ka ka ka ka
Work, work, work, I said all my bruddahs
Work, work, work, I said all my bitches
Work, work, work and plus all my sticks they
Burst, burst, burst, rack ka ka ka ka ka
(Verse 2)
Ten bags on my neck, ten bags on my wrist
Nar I’m lying darg I ain’t rich but there’s still chicks on my dick
Ca’ I’m from where the G’s from, fuck them and their weak songs
Look I’m from the blue side but you might see me with some green dons
Cause I’m out here with the risk takers, with the dictators
You with the spoon fed, arse lickers and dick takers
Ain’t got the same heart as me or the same graft as me
I risk my freedom and bitch boys wanna tarnish me
All this shit that I rep for, stop bitching and get yours
This chain has watched this fame, all this shit I swept for
Like what the fuck should I rest for, what the fuck should I rest for
Rudeboy I ain't rich yet so what the fuck should I rest for
Like what the fuck do you upset for
What you got legs for?
Sitting on your sofa bitching, that’s what you lose respect for
I’m Dru Blue and I’m down south, street album is out now
Im Falcao and I’m boots up, your team will get moved up
(Chorus)
Work, work, work, I said all my bruddahs
Work, work, work, I said all my bitches
Work, work, work and plus all my sticks they
Burst, burst, burst, rack ka ka ka ka ka
Work, work, work, I said all my bruddahs
Work, work, work, I said all my bitches
Work, work, work and plus all my sticks they
Burst, burst, burst, rack ka ka ka ka ka
Easy!