Work (Ginger Beer & Cardec Drums Remix) Lyrics & Tabs by Benjah
Work (Ginger Beer & Cardec Drums Remix)
guitar chords lyrics
Work... work... work...
Don't be deceived by all them sweets
They say work, eat, work, eat, work
Don't be deceived by all them sweets
They say work, work, work
Ya hear 'em say, AY, what you talking 'bout?
They always say, AY, what you talking 'bout?
My boys say it will all work out,
They ain't as deep as me I'm talking 'bout a hundred racks,
That's why I'm drowning, G
Ain't placed no songs last year; facing all my fears,
Some dem gas your head up, sounding like chipmunk
I'm in that drought, as seasons change
They gonna change, don't know my name
What's my name? Son of God
I'm in that drought, as seasons change
They gonna change, don't know my name
What's my name? Son of God
What's the game? Showin' love
No matter what they gonna say we still gotta look to heavens gates
Work... work... work...
Don't be deceived by all them sweets
They say work, eat, work, eat, work
Don't be deceived by all them sweets
They say work, work, work
Ya hear 'em say, AY, what you talking 'bout?
They always say, AY, what you talking 'bout?
Can't get on no tours now, they talking soundscans
Agencies don't want me now, they talking more fans
Album sales been kinda low, ain't rocking many shows
Blood sweat and tears drip this is the return I get
Distribution won't pay out
Mortgage company has their doubts
Artist friends want to go full grind, I say embrace your full time
They chase that deal, dreams are not real
Need chase the real King, above I'm talking zeal
Work... work... work...
Don't be deceived by all them sweets
They say work, eat, work, eat, work
Don't be deceived by all them sweets
They say work, work, work
Ya hear 'em say, AY, what you talking 'bout?
They always say, AY, what you talking 'bout?
Deep inside the flame still burns, and I don't know why
Blown it out so many times, but it's still on fire
Can't stop my mind from questioning, is it my sin I'm wrestling?
Examine my every motive, and why I keep on going
Polluted by the mainstream, cleansed by Elohim
Numbers really don't mean a thing, first goal point em to the King
Stop chasing, there is no gold
Chase His promise, for you to hold
What's my name? Son of God
What's the game? Showin' love
No matter what they gonna say we still gotta look to heavens gates
