Lyrics Work - Mic Righteous

Put yourself first
You've had it worse
Don't let yourself hurt
Pain will make you hate the way the world turns
It's best you do what's best for you
It's best you do some self work

Work, work, work, work
On trial for a while now I'm going back to
Work, work, work, work
Nine to five all my life, ay

Look, just put yourself first
You've had it worse
Don't let yourself hurt
Pain will make you hate the way the world turns
Best you do what's best for you
It's best you do some self work

Work, work, work, work
On trial for a while, now I'm going back to
Work, work, work, work
Nine to five all my life, now I'm going back to

Killing it and spitting the illest shit ever heard
Winners never quit, quitters never learn
Time to level up and put the devil in the dirt
Back to rappers being bitter, you can't spit a better verse
Fresh outta hell, tell a church
I smell a dirt, I remember selling work
On the verge of getting birded
Judge never said I'm perfect
I made so many errors, I'm very nervous

Have you ever thought about getting everything and just burning it?
Bury my memories, ain't friendly with any person, its
Personal, I'll work on it
I've been back to the worst of it

I said it couldn't get worse than this
But the circle spins
I'm just in the centre of it doing circus tricks
I'm too certi
I'm dishing out the work
Whose turn is it?
To do the early shift
Ya dumb pricks, just let me

Put myself first
You've had it worse
Don't let yourself hurt
Pain will make you hate the way the world turns
It's best you do what's best for you
It's best you do some self work

Work, work, work, work
On trial for a while now I'm going back to
Work, work, work, work
Nine to five all my life now I'm going back to

Work, work, work, work
On trial for a while now I'm going back to
Work, work, work, work
Nine to five all my life now I'm going back to

Work, work, work, work
On trial for a while now I'm going back to
Work, work, work, work
Nine to five all my life now I'm going back to

Smoking rappers, going mad with no ones backing
Going back to older habits
Hope to see me broken shattered
Going back to flow with passion
My ex said I over practice
No bitch, I want no distractions
Back to having no attachment
Back to fucking

Dropping bangers, loading canons
Throwing hammers
At a man that's going back to telling hoes to go and catch a cold
You're looking old and haggard, no
I ain't going back
Once I'm letting go you know it's bad
You took a baby from its only dad

Going back to no one matters
Got my back 'cause no one has
And going back home
With a bag of baggers phone
Them mandem aeroplane mode
It's clear I ain't home
Sometimes I wanna disappear
My fear just takes over

Yeah, this year's been a cold one
If I'm gonna change
Do it for absolutely no one
This year's been a cold one
If I'm gonna change
Do it for absolutely no one, trust

Just put yourself first
You've had it worse
Don't let yourself hurt, yeah
Pain will make you hate the way the world turns
It's best you do what's best for you
It's best you do some self work

Work, work, work, work
On trial for a while, now I'm going back to
Work, work, work, work
Nine to five all my life, now I'm going back to

Work, work, work, work
On trial for a while now I'm going back to
Work, work, work, work
Nine to five all my life now I'm going back to

Work, work, work, work
On trial for a while now I'm going back to
Work, work, work, work
Nine to five all my motherfucking life

Nine to five all my motherfucking life
Nine to five all my motherfucking life
Now I'm going back to
Nine to five all my motherfucking life
Nine to five all my motherfucking life
Now I'm going back to, ay

All my motherfucking life
Nine to five all my motherfucking life
Now I'm going back to
Motherfucking
Nine to five all my motherfucking life
Now I'm going back to

Work today, gone to work, strike on a job, bit of scaffolding
Do ya know what I mean? Yeah, see a woman with a newspaper
Right, listen, you listening yeah? Got a fucking newspaper
But I can see her, she's staring at me, yeah
So what I do I stick my tongue out, and I'm like, "Hello, you alright?"

My brothers like, "Hurry up Lee, come on"
Hurry up with the fucking job, come on, I got this fucking woman
At 35 proper little fucking milf, looking at me
I'm like, alright I been doing my job, have a little strut and that
You know what I mean? My brother goes, "Right
I'm going to go and get something to eat alright, I'll see you in a minute"

Alright, alright, sweet, next thing here my brother's fucking
My brothers walked off, this fucking little milf, this little tinkle
Little, anyway cut a long story short
She says, "Oi scuse me come over here", so I've gone over there and
I've said, "Yeah you alright then?" She said, "Yeah
"My name's Jane", I said, alright my name's Lee
She went, funny enough, my name's Jane Lee, I said no

Only took her in the fucking back fucking yard
So she'd give me a nosh
I couldn't fucking believe it mate, if you think I'm lying mate
I've got the photos to prove it, you know what I'm like