Workin On Me Ken Carson

[Intro]
(I'm working on dying)

[Chorus]
I'm workin' on me (Yeah)
I'm workin' on me (Yeah)
I'm workin' on me (Uh)
I'm workin' on me (Yuh)
I'm workin' on me (Yuh, yuh)
I'm workin' on me (Yuh)
I'm workin' on me (Yuh, yuh)
I'm workin' on me

[Verse]
You should work on yourself 'cause lately
I've been workin' on me
Cause lately I've been working real hard
Cause lately I ain't did nothing for free
Anything I do, I gotta charge
If you need me, it's gon' cost a fee
If I pull up like my boulevard
Then I'm making a ten at least
I ain't movin' the feeling him on her knees
Don't know why these niggas think they fuckin' with me
I just bought a K, I just bought a P
I like toting guns, I like rolling weed
She want somethin' to eat, this dick what I feed her
I fuck on that bitch, she love mе I don't need her
She stop complaining by the way that I trеat her
I'm like shut the fuck up, bitch you fuckin' with me
Bitch, I'm Ken Car$on, ecstasy teen
I popped the molly, I popped the bean
I'm high as fuck, I just spilt my lean
You know my shit purple, I don't sip no green
Fucked on yo bae, dick in her spleen
We lighting the way, this must be a dream
But this shit real life, he can't even believe it
He said he can't stand me, show him where his seat at (Yeah, ayy)