Retch - Cheap Work lyrics

Fast Money f** Ya b**h Gang, nahm sayin? RIP my n***a Yams, Finesse The World man Making the World work for you You not working for the World, you know? Get money or get ran over by it [Verse 1] Tryna stay clear of these weirdo n***as You bleed too, I don't fear no n***as Jet bring the work, it's like I don't rap Sold packs, wave at you n***as getting your coke snatched Might go upstairs, third floor, but I live on the fifth Had the coke bags for the twenty and I was selling piff Had a small connect, we used to link in J Hood 'Til he started shorting me grams, you know that ain't good Called 'em up like, "yo I need what I need" Linked up, put the shotty to his teeth n***a give it up (Give it the f** up n***a, we need everything) f** you thought this was? (I want the shoes too n***a, I want the shoes too) Stupid n***a, uh [Verse 2] On the block like I ain't just did two tours You want it cheap, got some sh** for the 2-4 I copped 4 then my plug throw me 2 more Might hit the dealer then pull up in that new [?] Like downers, we got options you could choose Settle for the percs, some xannies and some blues My lil n***a Dustin did it in a weekend Discuss your life over tea at a meeting Should he blow or should he f**ing go Slide on the crib, knock knock, you wasn't at the door Kick it down, [?] whoever in the f**ing house Run the pockets [?] Then pop a bottle, it's a celebration n***a called [?] reservation n***a your life got no value Have 'em do you for like 50 percs and like 10 valiums