Work

Chorus That's a, that's a genius at work, at work That's a, that's a boss at work, at work (That's a boss at work) That's a, that's a genius at work, at work (That's a genius at work) That's a, that's a boss at work, at work (That's a boss at work) That's a, that's a genius at work, at work (That's a genius at work) That's a, that's a boss at work, at work (That's a boss at work) That's a, that's a genius at work, at work (That's a genius at work) That's a, that's a boss at work, at work (That's a boss at work) Verse 1 She said to me, "How you end up with all this product?" 'Cause I'm highly intelligent, baby Product of my own upbringing with no education, but is that irrelevant? Maybe I sacrificed everything that I love, had to leave all the people that knew me best Now my people are taken care of, yeah And the tour bus is movin' from east to west How do you explain it all? No, you can't God is a painter and I'm just the paint Mama's no singer and daddy's no saint I guеss I was chosen, but maybe I ain't Maybe just workеd hard enough with a blessing Alone in my big, empty house, it's depressing So I keep my friends around me like a weapon To kill all the demons by drinking and dressing up For another night, I'm just flipping my way to the stars Gotta take a pic' before I take a piss 'cause I got a few fans at the bar He said, "What's it like to be famous? And do you get tired of fans?" I said, "Nah" I said, "Fame is when everyone knows you, but, uh, no one knows you at all" But Chorus That's a, that's a genius at work, at work That's a, that's a boss at work, at work (That's a boss at work) That's a, that's a genius at work, at work (That's a genius at work) That's a, that's a boss at work, at work (That's a boss at work) That's a, that's a genius at work, at work (That's a genius at work) That's a, that's a boss at work, at work (That's a boss at work) That's a, that's a genius at work, at work (That's a genius at work) That's a, that's a boss at work, at work (That's a boss at work) Verse 2 Yeah, what's the deal? Pickle spear Nothing but work up in here Fuck with me and my work-flow, I'm snappin', be clear I rage around the lab, tornado, destroy, rebuild That's pioneer-shit, I-am-here-shit Fucking cool, bitch, we too real Oh, you a legend? That's classic I'm a legend, have at it Shut the fuck up, that's the motto Mind the manners and mind the tempo Yeah, I'm a savage, they can't handle it CEOs, I left them scramblin' Beat-makers and producers, useless I have the vision, know what I'm doin' If you can't see that I built an empire, you're a hater, just awe-inspired By the cow I milked this shit that I built So much weight that I made that tower tilt, yeah That's high fashion, huh? No, I'm as low as it comes Over twenty years with WLPWR and I'm still slappin' these drums I'm abusive to these drums, pass me the whiskey, give me some (That's a, that's a, at work) Outro That's a, that's a boss at work, at work (That's a boss at work) That's a, that's a genius at work, at work (That's a genius at work) You already know, bro (That's a, that's a boss at work, at work) That's a, that's a genius at work, at work (That's a genius at work) That's a, that's a boss at work, at work (That's a boss at work) I don't deny mine, I don't deny my own (That's a, that's a genius at work, at work) God-given gift, baby (That's a, that's a boss at work, at work) Let's fucking get it Let's fucking get it WLPWR Trunk Muzik forever Still Supahot, still slum