CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Im Workin
(Elevated always get it right)
(Ah) Yeah
Yeah (Ah), listen
Yeah, so alone
Break a window when you throw a stone
Dogs roam when you throw a bone
Different, boss flow with a lower tone
(Yeah) They're wishin' me, wishin' me bad
Dissin' me, say I'm this and I'm that
Sick of me, but I just look in the bag and it tickles me (Ha-ha)
Yeah, let's laugh at 'em
Yeah, n***a, this is our pattern
Dance while we're throwin darts at 'em (Yeah)
Our planet, this is our Saturn
Goddamn, I'm a G.O.A.T
I'll be damned if I do and I'll be damnеd if I don't
Banged up on you, then got a gram and a smoke
Hollow handlеs the booth and wash his hands off the soap
I'm not tryna prove myself again
I've shown both my hands, there's nothing left and
I'd be runnin' miles, tryin' to please them
Instead I'm doin' miles in this new whip
People want to say that I've been lackin'
Talk your sh*t online, but not in person
The only time I hide behind a curtain
Is when I'm on the stage because I'm workin'
I'll be damned if I do and I'll be damned if I care
Or even try and care, too
The snakes giving out the biggest hugs are poisonous, too
I choke you on your words and spin them on my next record, boo
Writin' captions, not hits, all the sort that you do
It's eye for an eye, I swear to God, I thought that you knew
This last supper had me hanging out with Judas and crew
At least they said the thank yous when I paid for the bill
(Ah) Yeah
Yeah (Ah), listen
Yeah, so alone
Break a window when you throw a stone
Dogs roam when you throw a bone
Different, boss flow with a lower tone
(Yeah) They're wishin' me, wishin' me bad
Dissin' me, say I'm this and I'm that
Sick of me, but I just look in the bag and it tickles me (Ha-ha)
Yeah, let's laugh at 'em
Yeah, n***a, this is our pattern
Dance while we're throwin darts at 'em (Yeah)
Our planet, this is our Saturn
Goddamn, I'm a G.O.A.T
I'll be damned if I do and I'll be damnеd if I don't
Banged up on you, then got a gram and a smoke
Hollow handlеs the booth and wash his hands off the soap
I'm not tryna prove myself again
I've shown both my hands, there's nothing left and
I'd be runnin' miles, tryin' to please them
Instead I'm doin' miles in this new whip
People want to say that I've been lackin'
Talk your sh*t online, but not in person
The only time I hide behind a curtain
Is when I'm on the stage because I'm workin'
I'll be damned if I do and I'll be damned if I care
Or even try and care, too
The snakes giving out the biggest hugs are poisonous, too
I choke you on your words and spin them on my next record, boo
Writin' captions, not hits, all the sort that you do
It's eye for an eye, I swear to God, I thought that you knew
This last supper had me hanging out with Judas and crew
At least they said the thank yous when I paid for the bill
