Lyrics Workin' on It - JCO

Wake up, wake up!
Wake up, wake up!

I'm workin' on it!
I'm workin' on it!
Yeah, I said I'm workin' on it!
I said I'm workin' on it!

Yeah
Everybody thinking that they know the deal
But they don't know what I do for real
I've been grinding on the low
Cause I put the work in the field

I've been grinding every day
I've been working every night
I take the stairs 2 at a time (Why?)
To get to new levels of heights

I be flying, I would die
And never regret what I did in my life
I be trying, never lying
And never forget when I had to decide

That this shit was what is for me
Motherfucker, I'm immortal
See if I can maintain this level of pace
I need to in order to keep moving forward

I am the warden, I am just so bored
So dock it, I come with a boatload
Looking up, man I score more
Look at the clock but man, take a look at the scoreboard

It's leaning a little bit toward me
I wish I could tour, see?
I pulled on your whore, b
My bad, I guess I'm just more, B

Like

Wake up, wake up!
Wake up, wake up!
Wake up, wake up!
Wake up, wake up!
Wake up, wake up!

I'm workin' on it!
I'm workin' on it!
Yeah, I said I'm workin' on it!
I said I'm workin' on it!

I'm working on it
Girls twerking on me
At another show
But that's working for me

That's worth it, homie
I'm personal with
The murder flow
When I'm from the Show-Me

They won't KO me
But would love to know me
If her name Naomi
She would love to blow me

So you don't provoke me
I'm thought-provoking
And if you looking for me
I'm probably smoking

It's 3 AM and I'm writing shit
Motivation pouring out this bitch
Like a whole new meaning to life itself
Wondering if imma blow up quick

I got new vibes, on trippy shit
And you guys should really miss me with
Everything that you be about
If it ain't involve no experience

That bullshit, I ain't about it
Looking for a fuck but I still ain't found it
Fuck fakes and you stay around em
Wonder why I ain't been hanging out with you?

It might be time for me to cut you off
Finally, so you can run along
Different threads, I'm on another cloth
These dipping heads be so fucking soft

And it piss me off
So I'm acting different
Always here
So I'm half as distant

Working toward it though
Working toward the goal
See, I been on it
Just to half the distance

I don't have forgiveness, I'm snapping with it
You annoy me like my back was itching
I'm uptight while you casually slipping
Your mouth like wings on a flapping pigeon

Do the math division
Cause you actually tripping
I'm not mad, I'm livid
I'm a hard ass soul

People acting
Like they're back and with it
But I know that
They really are assholes

Now it's clear they don't
Know the whole extent
Then they hear I'm dope
And go 'holy shit!'

So they hit me up
Going 'Yo, what's next?'
I told em all wait
I don't know just yet

Like

Wake up, wake up!
Wake up, wake up!
Wake up, wake up!
Wake up, wake up!
Wake up, wake up!

I'm workin' on it!
I'm workin' on it!
Yeah, I said I'm workin' on it!
I said I'm workin' on it!

Wake up, wake up!
Wake up, wake up!
Wake up, wake up!
Wake up, wake up!