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letra de work - yvng taylor

[intro: yvng taylor]
yvng taylor
aye

[verse: yvng taylor]
why are you hatin’ the grind, you wastin’ your time, i got the sauce in my own way
flexin’ emoji, i’m flexin’ on haters, i’m making these moves at my own pace
i’m workin’ real hard that’s all day, you know i’m makin’ the moves
i got the sauce in my pan, and you know i got the juice

[verse: yvng taylor]
don’t care ’bout the hate, proceeding with caution
they say to give up? it’s still not an option
don’t need that fake loving, it happens too often
working real hard, i’m still not exhausted
i never slip, i stay in my zone
will this be a hit, no we’ll never know
now that i made it, stop calling my phone
don’t swerve in my lane, yeah stay in your own
i gotta flex, do it for my fam
you claim that you hate me, but you’re just a fan
you say that i can’t, you know that i can
making it far, yeah that is my plan
call me yo gotti, cause i got the juice
you thinkin’ you know me, you don’t have a clue
track is so sick, i just caught the flu
i live in the hills, i got the best view

[verse: yvng taylor]
track with la ferg, my flow soundin’ nice
i only purchase, don’t care ’bout the price
look at my wrist, yeah i got the ice
flexin’ on haters, i’m doing it right
shoutout my gang, rise of the young
my flow is all natural, it slips off my tongue
if you got some beef, i’m here to confront
making my music, no i never rush
i made it far, now how do you feel
spitting these facts, yeah i keep it real
you wrote me a diss, boy what is your deal
i don’t needa front, i’m getting these bills
thinkin’ we cool, you’re wasting your time
if you want my trust, then you’ll have to climb
you playin’ my music, you likin’ my rhymes
slide in my dm’s, you’ll get no reply
if you talking down, put you in your place
don’t care ’bout the beef, stop throwing your shade
pull up to my spot, stop acting afraid
i’m not doing work, unless if there’s pay
i’m makin’ it far, three songs in a week
you think you my homie, don’t mean to mislead
we handin’ out l’s, we takin’ no loss
come on la ferg, lets show what we got

[verse: la ferg]
yuh, yuh
ferg!

why y’all be hatin’, aye
people be talkin’ while i’m workin’ all day
i got the sauce in my own way, got your girl said i’m incredible
we makin’ hits now, aye, p-ss me the mic and i spit it like, oh dang
shawty i just cannot hold back
if you not wit it then move out the way, that’s the way that it is
i got no time to be thinkin’ ’bout children
girl this my future, d-mn right imma flex
hop in the whip with my girl that’s the new sh-t
they want the old sh-t, aka you, i make my own beats, i mix it too
feature with taylor you wish it was you
imma keep doing work i said y’all needa clue
i said y’all need finesse, aye
how you gon’ hit on a girl and just look at the dress
she gotchu depressed, uh
cause all of your homies was lookin’ and she got defensive
baby brother here’s what matter with you
you see the objective but look at it too much
money, money, money, gotchu -ssumin’
life be a race but all you do is sprint
cut me the check, give me the deal
i need the paper, to show that i’m real
now i’m up in videos, put me on vimeo
don’t you forget ’bout the life that you livin’
so hop on my wave, yuh
know that it’s me by the way i move up on that stage, yah
yeah ferg be the name, yah, now that you heard it’s the perfect we out here to stay

- yvng taylor

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