Chorus
I can't imagine what you're going through
If I was broke I might just feel it too
The money call me so I always pick up
Got no time to hesitate or slip up, no
I gotta work (I gotta work)
I gotta work (I gotta work)
I gotta work (I gotta work)
I gotta work (I gotta work)
I gotta get the bass, I came from the dirt
I gotta work, yeah, I gotta work

Verse 1
I'm stacking up this paper
Gonna save it all for later
See me cruising down these streets
I'll give the dueces, too
My hater's got the dime bags
To half an ounce, half an ounce to a quarter pound
He broke it down when he bought the pound
He was choppin' trees, and he blew that loud
I doubled up my money. I'm stackin' sky scrapers
Don't you spend a dime on me, just provide the rolling papers
None of y'all know me, Higher Living Music is my legacy
I got a studio in my home like I'm living down in Tennessee
I'm selling out these shows. Don't call me a sell out
I'm a vape god pushing O's, count my money when I clock out
I'm collecting dead presidents. I'm the master of all the elements
I'm the land lord, your rent is due, and all of y'all my residents!
Ahoo!

Chorus
I can't imagine what you're going through
If I was broke I might just feel it too
The money call me so I always pick up
Got no time to hesitate or slip up, no
I gotta work (I gotta work)
I gotta work (I gotta work)
I gotta work (I gotta work)
I gotta work (I gotta work)
I gotta get the bass, I came from the dirt
I gotta work, yeah, I gotta work

Verse 2
So pour another shot, make it a double
Back to my place, no I don't wanna cuddle
I'm so high in outer space, I can see further than the Hubble
Roll me a fat blunt, show me what the mouth do
Higher Living Legacy, coming through with my crew
From pushing pounds to pushing sounds, I'm stuck in the loop
And the mary go round
I'm stuck in the loop and the mary go round
I'm stuck in the loop and the mary go round
Stuck in a loop and stuck in a loop and
Stuck in a loop and I'll take a shot of crown
Higher than a satellite surfing the rings of Saturn
I'll dissect your inner thought so you can see a mental pattern
Double down your dollar bills
At the black jack table, I'm the dealer
Alpha Omega, The Ace of Space
I'm the Universe, and I'm The Creator
I'm making an impact, call it a crater
When you leave the restaurant, tip your waiter
I'm serving craft beer, and I'm drinking it for flavor
I gotta make another stack so I'm gonna see y'all later

Chorus
I can't imagine what you're going through
If I was broke I might just feel it too
The money call me so I always pick up
Got no time to hesitate or slip up, no
I gotta work (I gotta work)
I gotta work (I gotta work)
I gotta work (I gotta work)
I gotta work (I gotta work)
I gotta get the bass, I came from the dirt
I gotta work, yeah, I gotta work