Текст песни Worth It - 3LE , Nate Curry

Yea
When you just doin something you not supposed to be doin
It get hard
You been workin too hard
Workin too much
Hours too long
For too little pay
You been neglecting yourself
And losin yo purpose
All for the money but do you think that it's worth it
One to twelve
And sometimes one to three
And now I got my fam like damn Emmitt Slavin'
I ain't thinkin bout the love for me
I mean the love for 3
Cuz I ain't 3LE when I'm out workin from 1 to 3
And ain't no music comin when I only work and sleep
I work to eat
No longer doin work for me
Could move the work
But I don't wanna work the streets
Time movin fast as hell
And slow money gone fast as well
And dope fast to sell
I would prolly fast in jail
So what's livin if my minds a cell
My soul ain't for sell
So pray for me
But I don't want a girl to wait for me
It's too late for me
I get off too late to eat
So honestly it's no dates with me
And I ain't answering phones cuz it's just people that's beggin for what I die for
If I work harder ima die more
We got the same 24 but they say they ain't got the time for it
But it's just they don't wanna try for it
Steadily stressin and beggin god for a blessin
The pastor drivin a Range
Children roll in a Lexus
My Brova movin to Texas and I'm just wondering when life gone change
It's too much pain to let this hang
She said I been workin too hard
Workin too much
Hours too long
For too little pay
I been neglecting yourself
I'm losin my purpose
All for the money but do I think that it's worth it
You been workin too hard
Workin too much
Hours too long
For too little pay
You been neglecting yourself
And losin yo purpose
All for the money but do you think that it's worth it
Mama just hit me the other day
Askin me son you gone be okay
I ain't seen you in some days
I gotta pray it's all in yo face
Even when clock in out you still there
The way they workin you really ain't fair
You workin over time over over time
You ain't even brushing you hair
I ain't into playin no victim
Guess this is actually bein a man
I wish my pops was still trappin or rappin or somethin
Depending on no one to care
Funds gettin lower this pain in the air
Thinkin bout blowin the dro in the air
I got the women on women to make me forget
I'm forgetting that life isnt fair
Tell me the truth mom
Tell me the pain gone go away
Got nothin to do mom
Don't want the fame
Just want the funds
Is that okay mom
Ring ring ring
No more strength
No more me
She said I been workin too hard
Workin too much
Hours too long
For too little pay
I been neglecting yourself
I'm losin my purpose
All for the money but do I think that it's worth it
You been workin too hard
Workin too much
Hours too long
For too little pay
You been neglecting yourself
And losin yo purpose
All for the money but do you think that it's worth it
None of any of this would be possible without you and that's the reason I thank you