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I came for the work
they ridin the benches
yeah! they talkin is cheap
they kissin the cleat
I swing for the fences, yeah!
I’m lovin the ride that’s why
you watchin me move with a smile
invested with blood, sweat and tears
I promise that I’m that guy
I came for the work
they ridin the benches yeah!
they talkin is cheap
they kissin the cleat
I swing for the fences yeah!
I came for the… work… work!
 
Put em’ on the clock,
give em’ what I’ve been getting and let em’ rock,
show em they couldn’t hold it if given chance,
all the pressure that comes with the maintenance,
ignorant to be thinking so 9-5, grind is 24/7 the dream alive,
only cause since I got it I never sleep, seven days with the hustle ain’t for the weak,
open to interpretation I know that the genres I play in too vast for the basic,
they used to music they package the safest for people whose taste is so deftly complacent,
look at em’ stunting off stunting their growth, soul intact every word out my throat,
hopping on waves while we built up the boat, crashing and now they got nowhere to float,
steadily bred for longevity don’t let it get to me I know I’m waking em up,
I turn a dream to a bean when I’m grinding, inspiring minds when I pass em a cup,
we got the energy for the drive, for the people that need some more out of life,
this the realest of deals cause we pay the price, clocking in all these hours that’s every night
 
They don’t wanna go no, they don’t wanna go. They don’t wanna go no, they don’t wanna go.
They don’t wanna go no, they don’t wanna go. They don’t wanna go nooooo… YAH! YAH! YAH!  
 
I came for the work
they ridin the benches
yeah! they talkin is cheap
they kissin the cleat
I swing for the fences yeah!
I came for the… work… work!

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Luke Terkovich, Brett Guidry

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Lyrics © Too Lost LLC

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