Put In Work

By UnKnowned

On Takeoff

Released on February 22, 2017

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[Verse]

Dan Lee say he want me hop up on this beat

Too much sauce, got yeezys on my feet

Ice so cold that it turn on the heat

You be catching Ls Imma call you Meek

Yeah I'm flexing on my ex, call me 21

Like somebody got the draco niggas better run

I've been clutching up for nothin', better step it up

I'm 'bout to take off in 5,4,3,2,1...

They niggas fake, niggas safe I can't even lie

Imma go Mayweather on them, nigga rock-a-bye

Police them askin' all them questions, all I do deny

And I'm friends with Caillou, call me Clementine

Runnin' by myself don't fuck with me, I go berserk

How you gonna say you want somethin' but don't put in work?

Almost at the top of the mountain, last few days gonna hurt

So I don't wanna see you flex unless you put in work

I'm on the grind, on the hustle please don't waste my time

Remember when I used to struggle just to find a dime

Almost at the top, so you know it's my time to shine

Countin' up my bankroll, lost my track so many times

But I been grindin' my ass off, that's what you don't realize

I'm comin' through with my draco, nigga rock-a-bye

Imma bake a nigga slide him in the oven like a pie

I ain't on that Fetty Wap shit but you know I got one eye