Scrilla H - '09 Lyrics

Workin, I be workin
Everything I do you know I do it with a purpose
I don’t put my time in if the shit Ain’t really worth it
Money ain’t enough to motivate me that’s for certain
I done touched some paper that would probably make you nervous
All them hoes you sweatin’ I can promise I done surfed in
Once you hit her line she be callin’ like “He lurkin”
I just tell her chill make em’ Howl like he Thirstin
Miss me with the rumors I be in and out
There’s a couple people I can do without
Im just more concerned with the big amount
Had to wait my turn now I’m showing out
Told me slow it down I don’t need a break
So much left to do I shouldn’t deviate
Keep my circle small we need them bigger plates
Me and 3 Amigos like I’m Chevy Chase
Cocaine coup, peanut butter seats
Do it for my dawgs that ain’t in the streets
Bean town boogie bet your bottom freak
We was runnin’ through them bands like we Tommy Lee
Seen a lot of shit I’m never leaking
I done lost some folks that I believed in
Preacher told me people bring the demons out
When you dripping’ in them blessin that they needed
Felt a lot of pain from my peers
Niggas really ain’t the person they appear to be
Had to give up in a day what took us years
I was blinded by the love but now its clear to me
Niggas hate to see you when you’re gone
But be the first to call your phone when your on
They see you got it now they asking for a loan
I move along had together it on my own on my own yea

Workin, I be workin
Everything I do you know I do it with a purpose
I don’t put my time in if the shit Ain’t really worth it
Money ain’t enough to motivate me that’s for certain
I done touched some paper that would probably make you nervous
All them hoes you sweatin’ I can promise I done surfed in
Once you hit her line she be callin’ like “He lurkin”
I just tell her chill make em’ Howl like he Thirstin
Miss me with the rumors I be in and out
There’s a couple people I can do without
Im just more concerned with the big amount
Had to wait my turn now I’m showing out
Told me slow it down I don’t need a break
So much left to do I shouldn’t deviate
Keep my circle small we need them bigger plates
Me and 3 Amigos like I’m Chevy Chase
Cocaine coup, peanut butter seats
Do it for my dawgs that ain’t in the streets
Bean town boogie bet your bottom freak
We was runnin’ through them bands like we Tommy Lee
Seen a lot of shit I’m never leaking
I done lost some folks that I believed in
Preacher told me people bring the demons out
When you dripping’ in them blessin that they needed
Felt a lot of pain from my peers
Niggas really ain’t the person they appear to be
Had to give up in a day what took us years
I was blinded by the love but now its clear to me
Niggas hate to see you when you’re gone
But be the first to call your phone when your on
They see you got it now they asking for a loan
I move along had together it on my own on my own yea