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Lyrics
Work too hard, came too far, can't take no loss, Naw It's okay They think it's the cars, that attract all the broads, but naw, it's the spray They say I'm too raw, say I'm to scarred, but whatever they say, it ain't ever to my face Never take off, only take charge, smell like God, and It's the wave I told my father, they want the best of me So If I ain't ready to keep on prepping me . I'm killing the game so tell it rest in peace If you ain't own what I'm on, then don't message me Being a hater is not my destiny And If you call a keeping A.G., you need an extra G First of all, y'all secondly You see me cooking without the recipe Look good don't care if you think less of me Smell good that's why yo chick checking me Is that why I'm in first place most definitely Chop her down like an ax when she step to me Work too hard, came too far, can't take no loss, Naw It's okay They think it's the cars, that attract all the broads, but naw, it's the spray They say I'm too raw, say I'm to scarred, but whatever they say, it ain't ever to my face Never take off, only take charge, smell like God, and It's the wave You say you want smoke then where the ashtray Told some of my day ones this is your last day Trying to make A Millii on a half-day Spoke that into existence, my voice raspy Took a flight school like Max say Damn, I miss my dog like Lassie Caught head up, took back fades Now I'm signing big checks like draft day Ain't my daughter, but you're going to listen to what dad say Got her going this way that way Now she says she wanna be my trap bae But I work too hard need a back brace Work too hard, came too far, can't take no loss, Naw It's okay They think it's the cars, that attract all the broads, but naw, it's the spray They say I'm too raw, say I'm to scarred, but whatever they say, it ain't ever to my face Never take off, only take charge, smell like God, and It's the wave Maybe it's the way Maybe it's what I say Maybe it's what I spray Or that I go hard every day Maybe it's the way Maybe it's what I say Maybe it's what I spray Or that I go hard every day
