OVERWORKED
BLCKK
GENRE
[Intro]
Ahem, everybody, uh, pay attention to me right now
'Cause I have important things to say to you
Just kidding! I got you to pay attention, so...
That'll be good for when we get into the rest of the song
Aye, Gorczyca on the track
[Verse 1]
Bitch, don't tell me what to write, I never listen
I hope you fucking die or go to prison
I hope you never get to see your children
I hope I see your youngins went missing
I spend a total zero hours mixing
I hate everything of all that isn't music
I will never go to school for what I love
'Cause I don't wanna watch the shit I love get fucking difficult
And I won't ever operate on principle
The lack of fucking effort here is visible
I'm tryna get the music shit livable
I hope you never skip over a syllable
Most the time, my mom's asleep, just fucking around
'Cause most the time, my family hopes I suddenly drown
And most the time, I'm seriously okay with the thought
I hope that you forgive me for the pain that I brought
[Interlude]
I do, I forgive you- (I don't)
Oh, alright, well then I forgive you (Forgive myself)
No, I get that
(Fuck, it is cold as shit in here, hold on)
[Verse 2]
Please, don't hit me up for fucking anything at all
Money on the line so I ignore it when you call
Bitch, I'm still working for currency, pull this shit off so perfectly
Hoping you fucking heard of me, do that shit in the first degree, woah
I converse with the type of people you never see
All of my brothers stuck with me, even through all the worst of me
Jesus, I wrote all of this in an instant
I hate the way I'm living so I keep it persistent
Sell your fucking soul and all of this for an infant
I hope I get this money just to grab an assistant
I hope you find somebody you can give the commitment
I never needed anyone to hand me positions
I'm trying not to focus on your fucking opinions
I'm trying not to follow all your fucking conditions
Recently, I feel like it's a fucking tradition
Wake up every day and feed my fucking addiction
Wake up every day and work for my recognition
And honestly, you got me fucked up in all the worst ways
Try to tell me I can't be a part of [?]
[?] make it work
Promise you won't ever take a deal that turns it into work
Promise you that every fucking day I try to overwork
Yeah, I do that shit
[Outro]
I try to overwork myself (Yeah, don't do that, that's bad)
Fuck, I need more money (Oh, well, I mean that's-)
More money (Yeah, I know, the money is what you want)
That's what it's all about (I mean not, you know)
Oh? Loving it
(Yeah, okay, that's good that- That's good that you got that in there)
(That's important too) It is
[?] fucked up
(I'm the one that's telling you right now)
(You're the one that said it was the fucking money)
It's whatever (Okay?)
Ahem, everybody, uh, pay attention to me right now
'Cause I have important things to say to you
Just kidding! I got you to pay attention, so...
That'll be good for when we get into the rest of the song
Aye, Gorczyca on the track
[Verse 1]
Bitch, don't tell me what to write, I never listen
I hope you fucking die or go to prison
I hope you never get to see your children
I hope I see your youngins went missing
I spend a total zero hours mixing
I hate everything of all that isn't music
I will never go to school for what I love
'Cause I don't wanna watch the shit I love get fucking difficult
And I won't ever operate on principle
The lack of fucking effort here is visible
I'm tryna get the music shit livable
I hope you never skip over a syllable
Most the time, my mom's asleep, just fucking around
'Cause most the time, my family hopes I suddenly drown
And most the time, I'm seriously okay with the thought
I hope that you forgive me for the pain that I brought
[Interlude]
I do, I forgive you- (I don't)
Oh, alright, well then I forgive you (Forgive myself)
No, I get that
(Fuck, it is cold as shit in here, hold on)
[Verse 2]
Please, don't hit me up for fucking anything at all
Money on the line so I ignore it when you call
Bitch, I'm still working for currency, pull this shit off so perfectly
Hoping you fucking heard of me, do that shit in the first degree, woah
I converse with the type of people you never see
All of my brothers stuck with me, even through all the worst of me
Jesus, I wrote all of this in an instant
I hate the way I'm living so I keep it persistent
Sell your fucking soul and all of this for an infant
I hope I get this money just to grab an assistant
I hope you find somebody you can give the commitment
I never needed anyone to hand me positions
I'm trying not to focus on your fucking opinions
I'm trying not to follow all your fucking conditions
Recently, I feel like it's a fucking tradition
Wake up every day and feed my fucking addiction
Wake up every day and work for my recognition
And honestly, you got me fucked up in all the worst ways
Try to tell me I can't be a part of [?]
[?] make it work
Promise you won't ever take a deal that turns it into work
Promise you that every fucking day I try to overwork
Yeah, I do that shit
[Outro]
I try to overwork myself (Yeah, don't do that, that's bad)
Fuck, I need more money (Oh, well, I mean that's-)
More money (Yeah, I know, the money is what you want)
That's what it's all about (I mean not, you know)
Oh? Loving it
(Yeah, okay, that's good that- That's good that you got that in there)
(That's important too) It is
[?] fucked up
(I'm the one that's telling you right now)
(You're the one that said it was the fucking money)
It's whatever (Okay?)
Related songs
No comments:
Post a Comment