Workin’ Bee

By Twon Bee

On Beemixes, Vol. 1

Released on March 16, 2019

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Uh huh, yeah!

Passion plus pressure put a flame to my potential!

Pricks that just complain probably sprained inna mental!

Passing through my old hood feeling pain that I went through!

I just push straight through like 2 pussies giving birth!

I aim straight to the top, like I piss on it too

Patients shorter than a poodle, & it’s thinner than noodles

Twon Uzi Anything & Slay spirits like voodoo!

Set it off in the Bank, & get the bag like a shooter

Loyalty like a Ruger, it ain’t nothing to play with

I ain’t never snitch shit, Loyal Glued my lips

Never been ratatouille, but bet I cook shit quick

Just give me an instrumental & I could whip up a hit

Never met a nigga worth more than lies & dick!

Learned so much in 22 years, feel like I’m wise as shit

It took 22 years to realize I’m the shit

So timing ain’t nothing

Just prize ya gift!

I use vision of my past as motivation!

Old me ain’t inna Casket, he confirmation!

Even with a lost soul, you still could make it

Just gotta dig in that hole & pull out some greatness

Now I’m slaying rap Niggas like Jason

I ain’t no painter, but my canvas is Banging

& I ain’t lil Wayne, but I got a Milli waiting for my fingers

Cause bitch I go in, like a fucking container

Wrangler Jeep, flow got 4 seats

Tour bus long winded, when I’m inna sheets

Anger & defeat get beat like some meat

And my internal drive is like a Mercedes