I Been Workin' Lyrics - Rockie Fresh

[Verse 1: Casey Veggies] 

Everybody talkin', wanna give that contribution 

I'm signed to Shirt Off Records, she get that distribution 

We hit the stage in Houston 

She hit the stage at Dreams 

I'm going super hard tonight 

I'm tryna' make a scene 

These niggas gon' pop 

I'm poppin' on the block 

I hit it on the swing 

This life shit up and down 

I put her on the team 

Gotta work for all your play 

Man, this rap shit easy 

I put them bees to sleep 

If you a young nigga winnin' 

Then you just like me 

Was 13, walking through the hood, in a fresh white tee 

But now I pull-up on whatever, in them leather seats 

Oh yeah, I got my shit together 

You ain't got nothing on me 

They like "That's young CV" 

Oh yeah, That's young CV 

Things change she said she see my face on MTV 

I run the world I tell these girls they ain't gon' worry me 

I'm too legit, I had this chick as quick as 1-2-3 

[Hook: Rockie Fresh & Casey Veggies] 

I'ma get there in a minute 

Not gon' leave until I'm finished 

I got that money, I been workin' 

And tonight we gon' spend it 

And tonight we gon' spend it 

And tonight we gon' spend it 

I got that money, I been workin' 

And tonight we gon' spend it 

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[Verse 2: Rockie Fresh] 

I wanna do movies like Busta Rhymes 

I make a bitch flip more than the quickest times 

These niggas taking styles so I switch designs 

And I'm a Jamo drinker I don't shit and wine 

Now these bars of mine 

Get a drink, you bastards 

Every track I'm on, Getting REDRUM backwards 

I'm rolling in the green like a Trailer Tractor 

And I fuck with producers I don't fuck with rappers 

I cut my heart open, let it bleed on bass 

But I can't be stopped, like I bleed the breaks 

I got my money train rolling through 50 states 

And I call that bitch Hefty 

It got paper plates 

Now, the king atcha' chest, better check your mate 

I never thirst for a bitch without Oprah Cake 

And I'm driving 88, till my paper straight 

I'ma grind till I get it 

Tonight, I'm gon' spend it 

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[Hook] 

[Verse 3: Casey Veggies] 

Go ahead and put in more hours 

Money, respect, and power 

I told ya I been workin' 

We turning up the volume 

You get that dough they sour 

We don't do no powder 

In a different life 

I'm more like Austin Powers 

I got my mojo baby 

We in that 4 door Cedes' 

You know the good girls go 

And the hoes go crazy 

Said she don't need a man 

Probably using masturbation 

I got my swag up, Got my own show 

Put it on surveillance 

[Hook] 

[Outro: Rick Ross] 

You know who it is, nigga I'm drinking good, I got that thing in that Yellow Phantom and I'm smoking like a mothafuckin' boss. And all we smoking is this Fresh Veggies. Salute Rockie Fresh, Casey Veggies. You already know what it is, Double-M-G 2014, It's ours, Fresh shit, This new shit, Young niggas, Fly niggas, Get money, New sneakers, ya heard me? No scuffs, Rich nigga walkthroughs, ya heard me? We breezing through, It's the boss Ricky Rozay, The biggest bezzle, Black bottle boys, You know what's happnin', Rockie Fresh let's go!