paroles de chanson Work pays - Skriim feat. dready christ
Skriim
- Work
pays
(ft.
Dready
Christ)
Caught
up
in
this
city
life;
I
feel
the
rush!
One
thing
I
know
is:
Poverty
ain't
good
for
none
of
us!
My
bills'
high,
but
so
is
my
granny's
blood
pressure-
'Blood's
thicker
than
water'...
The
more
reason
I
feel
pressure
Blow
the
whole
ounce
to
get
my
mojo
back,
then
hit
the
streets...
-Where
everyone's
a
predator,
cuz
they're
hungry
& gotta
eat!
Boy
I'd
be
damned
if
a
nigga
don'
get
paid...
So
long
as
the
sun
shines;
my
nigga,
I'm
making
hay!
Yellin'...
Young
nigga!
Put
in
work
& make
it
count!
When
you
hit
'em
low
points,
you
gotta
bounce!
You
could
live
forever
or
die
young,
Just
be
sure
to
get
your
plum
before
it's
done!
Young
mon!
Bend
down;
tek
a
look
at
me!
Bwai
you
nuh
see
seh
mi
á
clean???
Big
chalice!.
Weh
man
á
steam!
Man
á
big
shot!.
You
nuh
seen!.
Work
pays!
I'm
on
my
grind
like
a
miller;
trynna
turn
my
peanuts
to
butter,
Cuz
I
gotta
get
my
bread
together,
Made
up
for
nights
that
I
went
to
bed
mad...
No
dinner,
Too
many
times,
I
was
sick;
I
had
to
be
my
own
healer.
Though
I
always
knew
that
I
had
treasures
deep
in
my
soul,
And
I
if
I
dig
a
lil'
deeper
I'ma
find
my
pot
of
gold,
So
I've
been
soul
searching',
gold
digging...
Mind
excavating,
I'ma
do
it
till
I
get
it
right;
Ain't
trippin'
if
it's
hurting,
I'm
a...
Young
nigga!
Put
in
work
& make
it
count!
When
you
hit
'em
low
points,
you
gotta
bounce!
You
could
live
forever
or
die
young,
Just
be
sure
to
get
your
plum
before
it's
done!
Young
mon!
Bend
down;
tek
a
look
at
me!
Bwai
you
nuh
see
seh
mi
á
clean???
Big
chalice!.
Weh
man
á
steam!
Man
á
big
shot!.
You
nuh
seen!.
Work
pays!
(Written
by
Dready
Christ)
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