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Work Ethic (Freestyle) Video (MV)




Performed By: Kris 7rn
Language: English
Length: 1:49
Written by: Krishand Severin




Kris 7rn - Work Ethic (Freestyle) Lyrics




Yeah
I ain't done this shit in a minute, lets go

If tomorrow was promised I'd be a comforting fool
I'd have to read my Bible more and always talk with my tool
Let me learn off experience, never go to school
I'd swim with the sharks, you'll probably drown off in a kiddie pool
No interlude, like a surgeon I'd get into you
Do it just to get a kick, and act a mother f*ckin' mule
They say you grind hard like there's ten of you
Work at the bicentennial, rep the gun shine like a seminole
Pistol toting animal, calico split you like a camel toe
Take off like a catapult, get into that beef like a Cannibal
Kick that ill shit like a broken toe, no antidote
You stick to the strip like an envelope, I'm off the handle though
Nerve on me cause a mother f*cker handle dope

Let it ride
I love this part right here
Yeah
Ok

Aye you know, I find myself going to bed at night
Thinking about money so much, that i forget to pray
And when i do pray for the salvation of my soul
I tell God to give me the knowledge the strength and the wisdom to get this money
And they say money is the root of all evil, well it's safe to say the devil has ahold of me
But this is my attempt to break free and you either love me or leave me

F*ckers
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Yeah
I ain't done this shit in a minute, lets go

If tomorrow was promised I'd be a comforting fool
I'd have to read my Bible more and always talk with my tool
Let me learn off experience, never go to school
I'd swim with the sharks, you'll probably drown off in a kiddie pool
No interlude, like a surgeon I'd get into you
Do it just to get a kick, and act a mother f*ckin' mule
They say you grind hard like there's ten of you
Work at the bicentennial, rep the gun shine like a seminole
Pistol toting animal, calico split you like a camel toe
Take off like a catapult, get into that beef like a Cannibal
Kick that ill shit like a broken toe, no antidote
You stick to the strip like an envelope, I'm off the handle though
Nerve on me cause a mother f*cker handle dope

Let it ride
I love this part right here
Yeah
Ok

Aye you know, I find myself going to bed at night
Thinking about money so much, that i forget to pray
And when i do pray for the salvation of my soul
I tell God to give me the knowledge the strength and the wisdom to get this money
And they say money is the root of all evil, well it's safe to say the devil has ahold of me
But this is my attempt to break free and you either love me or leave me

F*ckers
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Writer: Krishand Severin
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