Hard Work (Remix) Rich Boy (Ft. DOM KENNEDY & Slim Thug)

[Verse 1: Dom Kennedy]
It go, I used to want the town, now it's on my back
I'm comin' out Leimert, now it's on the map
Money on my mind, hundreds on my cap
Before Jay said it homie we was all black
You was on this, we was on that
And I bet it's lookin' good even when it never matched
Chillin' on the corner, bet I'll never scratch
Motivational speaker, bet I'll never rap
Tell 'em it's a million, tell 'em that it's double
South Central coming, tell 'em that it's trouble
Niggas gettin' hit, some niggas finna fumble
I don't care about Padiham boy, you niggas gettin' crumbles
Spoken out of love, I did this on the humble
I love to smell the flowers that they growin' out in Humboldt
Roll me up a plane and tell 'em when we land
That this the remix in case you didn't understand
And we tell 'em like

[Chorus: Rich Boy]
9 to 5, bury that 'cause I'm a dope runner
Ballin' like an athlete, but got no jumpers
9 to 5, bury that 'cause I'm a dope runner
Ballin' like an athlete, but got no jumpers

[Verse 2: Rich Boy]
Baby, you a cutie pie, never had this kind of guy
First class seats is the only way I know how to fly
Brand new hard denim lease with the iMax
Wanna do a bid just sign right here on the contract
Women catch a contact, sativa's got 'em feelin' fevers
Baby open up your legs, come be the wide receiver
Pretty women chillin', why the record's spinnin'
We standin' on top of the building like a sniper killin'
I'm at the bank, double-checkin' different deposits
It's fed time if they see what's in my closet
I'm moppin' out in designer frames with two chains
Shout out the player Polow Da Don and Young James