Einer Bankz, Sleepy D, Celly Ru, Mitchy Slick - Put in Work lyrics

Ey Bankz I tried to tell the young boy homie
You know shit we got more
Homies doin' life than we
Got out on the streets you
Know it's triv down
Here in Southeast San Diego
Where I live homie, logan Ave you know
Clack clack clack clack ey wassup Bankz

Rambunctious and energetic what I
Thought at first
But once I analyzed I realized
You damn near the worst
Lil' homie from the turf
Yea I knew you since birth but now the bad
Bitch thinkin you wana cross and get murked
Just for scrappin at the
Gaslamp before the shootin'
You got it brackin in the turf
You the one recruitin'
Yo baby momma homegirl sent you to daddy
They was scrappin on the playground
Your ex was happy got your granny pan high
Then the Migos slid thru
If the homie wasn't on deck
You woulda died fool
What your daughter gon do
Without you alive fool?
The same trip she gon do if
You get 20 to life fool

I've been workin' I've been
Workin I've been workin

Put in work but don't work yourself

I've been workin' I've been
Workin I've been workin

Don't work yourself


Slow down on the slider now cuz
I'm the ngga wit the money
Still a shooter and got shooters
Never call em crash dummies
Kill anybody over all the love
They had for me takin' care of nggas in the
Pen before I had money
We was young nggas lonely
Without the big homies
Misguided because the ones thats
Out ain't did shit, for me
We been lost since Red Ru went
To the pen on me
My generation started off with about
Me and ten homies now the numbers goin' up
Because nggas showin' up
But most of these nggas wasn't around
When we was growin' up
I ain't trippin' on em bruh -
Long as nggas showin love
I was puttin in the work
Now the hood blowin up

I've been workin' I've been
Workin I've been workin

Put in work but don't work yourself

I've been workin' I've been
Workin I've been workin

Don't work yourself


Game recognize game when you game bred
I put so much work in the
Streets and didn't game in
Street cred for me
Came with so much pain shed
Heavy situations got me thankful
That I ain't dead
Tryin to cope with tragedies
Searching for a casualty
This can't be the life that the
Good Lord had for me
I reminisce the nights and all the
Moments that was bad for me
When a county meal was all a mufua had for me
I don't owe a nigga shit
So why you mad at me
You can go and get that shit
Yourself so why you mad at Sleep
Slumlord of the town I guess I had to be
He ain't doin' shit
Out here if he ain't tapped with me
Nggas jumpin' off the porch tryna be a boss
Nggas they looked up to all they
Life they seen was really soft
Don't think you got me fooled
With all that silly talk
Disrespectin' nggas round me will
Get you really off

I've been workin' I've been
Workin I've been workin

Put in work but don't work yourself

I've been workin' I've been
Workin I've been workin

Don't work yourself