Work sun up to sun down
Not nough ones, for these coins
I do just what I want
I do just what I want
Uhh
This is not a front
I don't stunt
Came from the slums
Playin Tunk
Tryna turn some ones to a couple hun
Feed the hood
This is that free lunch
Come and get you some
But I'll never die like a Dixie blonde
So f*ck'em all!
Man thats straight off the top
Get it off my chest like big ole HAA!
Shit list like a field full of johnny-on-the-spots
Make you wanna grab the steel
Rampage and kill
Like its Call of duty no lie
They say maine chill
How the f*ck Phil
When they X-Boxes on live?
I, might as well stay high, shit
Might as well go fly, damn
Can't be leaving no job that I regret going every drive
Young, black, no comply
Live free or die riding
From the Orr Weathers where it's YACHT YACHT
Like we standing on top a dock bih
Too many our people not here
Feeling like we was the lucky ones
Pour up just like its ya birthday
F*ck like we running a marathon
These days I'm on my Kanye
Niggas just cannot tell me nothin
These days on my bo-ma-ya
Problems is looking like George Foreman
Work sun up to sun down
Not nough ones, for these coins
I do just what I want
I do just what I want
Uhh
Work sun up to sun down
Not nough ones, for these coins
I do just what I want
I do just what I want
Uhh
Can't Stop, Won't Stop
Take that, take that
Bad Boy!
But we don't wanna run the f*ckin city
We tryna run the atlas!
We thinking maps, you think Twitter and apps
You never live, you go LIVE in all caps
Come get a taste of the life you ain't had
It smell like the purp when it come out the bag
It sound like the cash when you countin a stash
It feel like the best that you ever than had
I'm so far gone and I ain't coming back
I'm so far gone I ain't gotta contact
On cloud 9, Word to David Ruffin
Make you look at these temptations and say "F*ck it!"
Plan a menage that spawns into an orgy
They say you only die one time, I die bustin
It's ya cussin cousin
Splittin Dutches out in public
Whippin up in late and leaving early
You know how I does it!
F*ck the fussin, pass the stuffin
No discussion bout no drama
I'm just up and ain't no f*ckin body gonna turn me round
Uhh
Work sun up to sun down
Not nough ones, for these coins
I do just what I want
I do just what I want
Uhh
Work sun up to sun down
Not nough ones, for these coins
I do just what I want
I do just what I want
Uhh
Can't Stop, Won't Stop
Take that, take that
But we don't wanna run the f*ckin city
We tryna run the atlas!
Hahaha!
Work sun up to sun down
Not nough ones, for these coins
I do just what I want
I do just what I want
Work sun up to sun down
Core the Ruler - What I Want Lyrics
Core the Ruler - What I Want Lyrics
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Work sun up to sun down
Not nough ones, for these coins
I do just what I want
I do just what I want
Uhh
This is not a front
I don't stunt
Came from the slums
Playin Tunk
Tryna turn some ones to a couple hun
Feed the hood
This is that free lunch
Come and get you some
But I'll never die like a Dixie blonde
So f*ck'em all!
Man thats straight off the top
Get it off my chest like big ole HAA!
Shit list like a field full of johnny-on-the-spots
Make you wanna grab the steel
Rampage and kill
Like its Call of duty no lie
They say maine chill
How the f*ck Phil
When they X-Boxes on live?
I, might as well stay high, shit
Might as well go fly, damn
Can't be leaving no job that I regret going every drive
Young, black, no comply
Live free or die riding
From the Orr Weathers where it's YACHT YACHT
Like we standing on top a dock bih
Too many our people not here
Feeling like we was the lucky ones
Pour up just like its ya birthday
F*ck like we running a marathon
These days I'm on my Kanye
Niggas just cannot tell me nothin
These days on my bo-ma-ya
Problems is looking like George Foreman
Work sun up to sun down
Not nough ones, for these coins
I do just what I want
I do just what I want
Uhh
Work sun up to sun down
Not nough ones, for these coins
I do just what I want
I do just what I want
Uhh
Can't Stop, Won't Stop
Take that, take that
Bad Boy!
But we don't wanna run the f*ckin city
We tryna run the atlas!
We thinking maps, you think Twitter and apps
You never live, you go LIVE in all caps
Come get a taste of the life you ain't had
It smell like the purp when it come out the bag
It sound like the cash when you countin a stash
It feel like the best that you ever than had
I'm so far gone and I ain't coming back
I'm so far gone I ain't gotta contact
On cloud 9, Word to David Ruffin
Make you look at these temptations and say "F*ck it!"
Plan a menage that spawns into an orgy
They say you only die one time, I die bustin
It's ya cussin cousin
Splittin Dutches out in public
Whippin up in late and leaving early
You know how I does it!
F*ck the fussin, pass the stuffin
No discussion bout no drama
I'm just up and ain't no f*ckin body gonna turn me round
Uhh
Work sun up to sun down
Not nough ones, for these coins
I do just what I want
I do just what I want
Uhh
Work sun up to sun down
Not nough ones, for these coins
I do just what I want
I do just what I want
Uhh
Can't Stop, Won't Stop
Take that, take that
But we don't wanna run the f*ckin city
We tryna run the atlas!
Hahaha!
Work sun up to sun down
Not nough ones, for these coins
I do just what I want
I do just what I want
Work sun up to sun down
Not nough ones, for these coins
I do just what I want
I do just what I want
Uhh
This is not a front
I don't stunt
Came from the slums
Playin Tunk
Tryna turn some ones to a couple hun
Feed the hood
This is that free lunch
Come and get you some
But I'll never die like a Dixie blonde
So f*ck'em all!
Man thats straight off the top
Get it off my chest like big ole HAA!
Shit list like a field full of johnny-on-the-spots
Make you wanna grab the steel
Rampage and kill
Like its Call of duty no lie
They say maine chill
How the f*ck Phil
When they X-Boxes on live?
I, might as well stay high, shit
Might as well go fly, damn
Can't be leaving no job that I regret going every drive
Young, black, no comply
Live free or die riding
From the Orr Weathers where it's YACHT YACHT
Like we standing on top a dock bih
Too many our people not here
Feeling like we was the lucky ones
Pour up just like its ya birthday
F*ck like we running a marathon
These days I'm on my Kanye
Niggas just cannot tell me nothin
These days on my bo-ma-ya
Problems is looking like George Foreman
Work sun up to sun down
Not nough ones, for these coins
I do just what I want
I do just what I want
Uhh
Work sun up to sun down
Not nough ones, for these coins
I do just what I want
I do just what I want
Uhh
Can't Stop, Won't Stop
Take that, take that
Bad Boy!
But we don't wanna run the f*ckin city
We tryna run the atlas!
We thinking maps, you think Twitter and apps
You never live, you go LIVE in all caps
Come get a taste of the life you ain't had
It smell like the purp when it come out the bag
It sound like the cash when you countin a stash
It feel like the best that you ever than had
I'm so far gone and I ain't coming back
I'm so far gone I ain't gotta contact
On cloud 9, Word to David Ruffin
Make you look at these temptations and say "F*ck it!"
Plan a menage that spawns into an orgy
They say you only die one time, I die bustin
It's ya cussin cousin
Splittin Dutches out in public
Whippin up in late and leaving early
You know how I does it!
F*ck the fussin, pass the stuffin
No discussion bout no drama
I'm just up and ain't no f*ckin body gonna turn me round
Uhh
Work sun up to sun down
Not nough ones, for these coins
I do just what I want
I do just what I want
Uhh
Work sun up to sun down
Not nough ones, for these coins
I do just what I want
I do just what I want
Uhh
Can't Stop, Won't Stop
Take that, take that
But we don't wanna run the f*ckin city
We tryna run the atlas!
Hahaha!
Work sun up to sun down
Not nough ones, for these coins
I do just what I want
I do just what I want
Work sun up to sun down
Writer: Cory Hopson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid