Released on May 10, 2026

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[Intro]

Karltin (Karltin)

This that hard work

Yeah


[Verse 1]

Wild nature, hey [?] instrumentals

Ain't no fear in life and death

Still I pray to Lord's forgiveness

When I slaughter all the raging hate revealing sucker bitches

Welcome to a bloody knuckle up them pistols get the twitchin'

Toss it up, then I dip and slip and now we in and out

Sizzle crack and blap blap, playin' out you gettin' stabbed

It's annihilation comin', only push that lil' button

Only wish we'd get along, cross your fingers for nothin'

Blink your eye and you gone, cross your heart 'fore your die

We are war in the darkness, tell thе truth from the lies

We gеt along, now we ain't, them hounds of hell keep a-barkin'

And we damn sure ain't alone, Alien leavin' his markings

Sparkin' chaos with pictures he painted, blood spattered walk-ins

We floatin', tear up and rippin' and Nakalula be fallin'

Tears crashin' beneath, Mother Nature be callin'

Your explosive vibrations roarin' out through the holler

Echo out through the nations, you gone earn your respect

Get your lazy ass to work, gone earn you a check

We done passed the gettin' better, show me best that it gets

And if you ain't goin' all in, then you ain't built for this shit


[Hook]

This that hard work, it's time you get up and get it

Ain't no chance to slow it down, run these races like Reddick

This that hard work, you ain't gettin' five more minutes

Put your feet on the ground and get to movin', no chillin'

This that hard work

This that hard work, this that hard work, this that hard work

This that hard work, you ain't gettin' five more minutes

Put your feet on the ground and get to movin', no chillin'

This that hard work


[Verse 2]

Young man raised in a brick pile, flip the brick and run the block

All I need's a glove and trial, all I see is money count

And that's my beef, I grill it out

Take a shit and money pilin'

Wipe my ass for hundreds now

Runnin' back, I hustle out

Ain't nobody knock me down

You can call me Git, Rich or Sun

Yeah, I'm from the South, Alabama, baby

Born and battered, I rebuke the drought

Rainmaker, make that money rain

Like it's pouring out

On the train, it's chewin' out

Knock a Lula, choo-choo

Normal life is boring now

Tell me what you can't do

Spread your wings, soarin' out

Outer space to the moon

Mason jars in they place

All I need's in the safe


[Hook]

This that hard work, it's time you get up and get it

Ain't no chance to slow it down, run these races like Reddick

This that hard work, you ain't gettin' five more minutes

Put your feet on the ground and get to movin', no chillin'

This that hard work

This that hard work, this that hard work, this that hard work

This that hard work, you ain't gettin' five more minutes

Put your feet on the ground and get to movin', no chillin'

This that hard work