Werking (Explicit)
Tobi"Werking (Explicit)" is a song by Tobi, released in 2019 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:37 long and contains 117 lines and 553 words.
Lyrics
0:00Oluwatobiloba
0:00Yeah
0:05Ki lon shele
0:07Ayy mi lord
0:08Na wa o
0:09Yessa
0:09Long time no see
0:11Freedom ain't free
0:12That mean I been
0:13Workin'
0:14Workin' workin' workin'
0:15Workin' work work
0:16Workin' workin' workin'
0:19I'm workin'
0:20Workin'
0:21Workin' workin' workin'
0:22Workin' workin'
0:24Yeah still I rise like dust in a sandstorm
0:28Still I shine like single mother's eyes on
0:30Graduation night 'cause papa ain't made it and
0:33They ain't think that you'd make it but
0:34They got you mistaken huh
0:37Weight too heavy to lift your chest off the mat
0:39Your hands too heavy to pat yourself on the back
0:42I recall days of innocence
0:45Rrr
0:45Playing on PlayStations we played the middle men
0:48Backwards living I beg to differ its action
0:51Racks to get it I had to split with the mandem
0:54Rrr
0:54You can't match precision
0:56I passed the limit of any massive digit
0:58A mathematician could fathom
1:00Back to get it whenever I'm in the mood
1:02Mood
1:02Riding through the city looking pretty I'm living proof
1:05Ayy
1:05I ain't in the I ain't in the mood for no interviews
1:08Calluses in my hand I ain't no stranger to putting the work in
1:11Workin' workin' workin'
1:12Workin'
1:13Workin' workin' workin'
1:15Workin' workin'
1:16I'm workin'
1:16Workin' workin' workin'
1:19I'm workin'
1:19Workin' workin' workin'
1:21Workin' workin'
1:22Fool me once got over the bump workin'
1:25Fool me twice f**k 'em for life workin'
1:28Yeah
1:33Yeah some of my brothers still run from police
1:36Still clutching the heat
1:37Steal watches and purses
1:38Still nothing to creep
1:40J LO wedding planner in the opening scene
1:43Some still stuck in the streets
1:45Yeah
1:45But I digress behold all the benefits
1:48Two parent home yet he hoped for the opposite
1:51Communication breakdowns are heavy on the heart
1:54Mmm
1:54The things left unsaid are tearing us apart
1:56Oh
1:59Yeah 20 years in like a whole century
2:01When it ain't working
2:03Workin' workin' workin'
2:04Workin'
2:05Workin' workin' workin'
2:06Workin' workin'
2:07I'm workin'
2:08Workin' workin' workin'
2:10I'm workin'
2:11Workin' workin' workin'
2:12Workin' workin'
2:14Fool me once got over the bump workin'
2:16Fool me twice f**k 'em for life workin'
2:19Yeah
2:24Ayy
2:25It ain't over 'til you say it is it isn't for real
2:28Yeah
2:28Almost wrote myself off lonely nights in the 'Ville
2:30Yeah
2:31'Til I linked with the kid outta Richmond Hill
2:33Fast forward a calendar year we up in the Hills working
2:38While I read all the books
2:39I perform my own stunts yeah that's me on the hooks
2:42And I body your favorite rapper by the top of the morning
2:45And sing your baby girl to sleep by the end of the night
2:48Y'all ain't half as nice
2:49You just braggin' for braggin' rights
2:51The price for the best things in life is sacrifice
2:54How it feel when every year feel like yo' turn
2:57The hype thrives and dies I got the slow burn
3:00Grabba in the backwood
3:01Sour diesel preferred but I settle for the haze
3:03If it's purple I'ma straight
3:05Work it
3:05Workin' workin' workin'
3:06Workin'
3:08Workin' workin' workin'
3:09Workin' workin'
3:10I'm workin'
3:11Workin' workin' workin'
3:13I'm workin'
3:13Workin' workin' workin'
3:15Workin' workin'
3:16Fool me once got over the bump workin'
3:19Fool me twice f**k 'em for life workin'
3:22Yeah
3:28Ah ah ah yeah yeah
3:31Workin'
3:31Ah ah alright
3:34Workin'
3:34Ah ah alright
3:36Workin'
3:37Ah yeah alright
Oluwatobiloba Yeah Ki lon shele Ayy mi lord Na wa o Yessa Long time no see Freedom ain't free That mean I been Workin' Workin' workin' workin' Workin' work work Workin' workin' workin' I'm workin' Workin' Workin' workin' workin' Workin' workin' Yeah still I rise like dust in a sandstorm Still I shine like single mother's eyes on Graduation night 'cause papa ain't made it and They ain't think that you'd make it but They got you mistaken huh Weight too heavy to lift your chest off the mat Your hands too heavy to pat yourself on the back I recall days of innocence Rrr Playing on PlayStations we played the middle men Backwards living I beg to differ its action Racks to get it I had to split with the mandem Rrr You can't match precision I passed the limit of any massive digit A mathematician could fathom Back to get it whenever I'm in the mood Mood Riding through the city looking pretty I'm living proof Ayy I ain't in the I ain't in the mood for no interviews Calluses in my hand I ain't no stranger to putting the work in Workin' workin' workin' Workin' Workin' workin' workin' Workin' workin' I'm workin' Workin' workin' workin' I'm workin' Workin' workin' workin' Workin' workin' Fool me once got over the bump workin' Fool me twice f**k 'em for life workin' Yeah Yeah some of my brothers still run from police Still clutching the heat Steal watches and purses Still nothing to creep J LO wedding planner in the opening scene Some still stuck in the streets Yeah But I digress behold all the benefits Two parent home yet he hoped for the opposite Communication breakdowns are heavy on the heart Mmm The things left unsaid are tearing us apart Oh Yeah 20 years in like a whole century When it ain't working Workin' workin' workin' Workin' Workin' workin' workin' Workin' workin' I'm workin' Workin' workin' workin' I'm workin' Workin' workin' workin' Workin' workin' Fool me once got over the bump workin' Fool me twice f**k 'em for life workin' Yeah Ayy It ain't over 'til you say it is it isn't for real Yeah Almost wrote myself off lonely nights in the 'Ville Yeah 'Til I linked with the kid outta Richmond Hill Fast forward a calendar year we up in the Hills working While I read all the books I perform my own stunts yeah that's me on the hooks And I body your favorite rapper by the top of the morning And sing your baby girl to sleep by the end of the night Y'all ain't half as nice You just braggin' for braggin' rights The price for the best things in life is sacrifice How it feel when every year feel like yo' turn The hype thrives and dies I got the slow burn Grabba in the backwood Sour diesel preferred but I settle for the haze If it's purple I'ma straight Work it Workin' workin' workin' Workin' Workin' workin' workin' Workin' workin' I'm workin' Workin' workin' workin' I'm workin' Workin' workin' workin' Workin' workin' Fool me once got over the bump workin' Fool me twice f**k 'em for life workin' Yeah Ah ah ah yeah yeah Workin' Ah ah alright Workin' Ah ah alright Workin' Ah yeah alright
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