
Always Workin YBS Skola
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[Intro]
I'm always working, always working, always working
I'm always working, always working, always working
I'm always working, always working, always working
King Midas
[Chorus]
I'm always working, always working, always working
I remember I was at the bottom, pockets hurting
You sittin' 'round bummy lookin' broke 'cause you ain't been working
I ain't seen my son, I ain't seen my daughter, I been working
I'm always working, always working, always working
I'm always working, always working, always working
You sittin' 'round bummy lookin' broke 'cause you ain't been working
I'm always working, always working, always working
[Verse 1]
I'm YBS, I go by Skola, I put that work in
I don't trust these bitches, I don't need no hoes, I just be flirting
Riding with a Glock in the act, tryna make it to the booth
When I drop that heat, I spit facts, ask 'em who the truth
Step on that block then drop my top, tell 'em remove the roof
The slide down Loudon in that new drop like my shit bulletproof
We pour up lean and sip that shit like it's some holy water
I really miss them days that I could just stand on the corner
I hardly get to see Dameira but I love my daughter
I know some champs went with the feds, was rich as Richy Porter
And I got some champs still on the streets that got this shit in order
As a matter of fact, I'm on my way to meet one at the border
I'm always working, always working, always working
I'm always working, always working, always working
I'm always working, always working, always working
King Midas
[Chorus]
I'm always working, always working, always working
I remember I was at the bottom, pockets hurting
You sittin' 'round bummy lookin' broke 'cause you ain't been working
I ain't seen my son, I ain't seen my daughter, I been working
I'm always working, always working, always working
I'm always working, always working, always working
You sittin' 'round bummy lookin' broke 'cause you ain't been working
I'm always working, always working, always working
[Verse 1]
I'm YBS, I go by Skola, I put that work in
I don't trust these bitches, I don't need no hoes, I just be flirting
Riding with a Glock in the act, tryna make it to the booth
When I drop that heat, I spit facts, ask 'em who the truth
Step on that block then drop my top, tell 'em remove the roof
The slide down Loudon in that new drop like my shit bulletproof
We pour up lean and sip that shit like it's some holy water
I really miss them days that I could just stand on the corner
I hardly get to see Dameira but I love my daughter
I know some champs went with the feds, was rich as Richy Porter
And I got some champs still on the streets that got this shit in order
As a matter of fact, I'm on my way to meet one at the border
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