Im Workin - Giggs, Jorja Smith

Yeah

Yeah

Listen

Yeah, so alone

Break a window when you throw a stone

Dogs roam when you throw a bone

I’m different, boss flow with a lower tone

Yeah, they wishing me

Wishing me bad, dissing me

Say I’m diss and I’m dat, sick of me

But I just look in the bag and it tickles me

Yeah, just laugh at 'em

Yeah, nigga, this is our pattern

Dance while we’re throwing darts at 'em

Our planet, this is our Saturn

Goddamn I’m a GOAT

I’ll be damned if I do and I’ll be damned if I don’t

Banged up a yute then got a gram of the smoke

Hollow handles the booth and wash his hands with soap

How I’m tryna prove myself again?

I’ve shown both my hands and nothing left

And I’ve been running miles trying to please them

Instead I’m doing miles in this new whip

People want to say that I’ve been lurking

You talk your shit online but not in person

The only time I hide behind a curtain

Is when I’m on the stage because I’m working

I’ll be damned if I do

And I’ll be damned if I care or even try and care to

The snakes giving out the biggest hugs, I’m poisonous too

I’ll choke you on your words and spin them on my next record, boo

Writing captions not hits, ah, that’s all that you do

It’s eye for an eye, I swear to God I thought that you knew

This last supper had me hanging out with Judas and crew

At least they said the thank you’s when I paid for the bill

Yeah, so advanced

There’s less chance when you swim with sharks

The best part’s when I’m in a trance

Blowing sess plants while I’m in the bath

And my blessed heart’s always in the art

They’re just assholes and in your ass

I just can’t get that out my head

Yeah, I just can’t put that in the past

Levelling

The nigga’s a snake, severed him

The biggest debate, over melanin

Yeah, that nigga’s a bitch, feminine

You really slackers

First they backin' niggas then attack us

Feds just pull us over then harass us

First they lure us and then they trap us

Wanna ruin man and then they rap us

What you doing fam?

You moving crackers

Niggas tired and they moving knackered

Yeah, I’m tired, absolutely shattered

Yeah, yeah, I pick up the fibs

Niggas lying but I don’t wanna fist up their ribs

Yeah, I’m flying out, I just wanna pick up the jibs

Quickly flying back 'cause I gotta pick up the kids

Talking old school, dem man used to stick up the cribs

Gunshot, talking 'bout a fist up with Giggs

Early when man used to diss up the pigs

Niggas babies and they need to pick up the bibs

Send me for your talks

Where’s the contract?

Penny for your thoughts

Lemme do my dance, yeah, you ain’t got any sauce

Goddamn, I’ma run it

I’ll be damned if I don’t and I’ll be damned when I done it

Strangle the yute and quickly banged in the stomach

Got the mandem with me and they’re the maddest and dumbest

How I’m tryna prove myself again?

I’ve shown both my hands and nothing left

And I’ve been running miles trying to please them

Instead I’m doing miles in this new whip

People want to say that I’ve been lurking

You talk your shit online but not in person

The only time I hide behind a curtain

Is when I’m on the stage because I’m working

I’ll be damned if I do

And I’ll be damned if I care or even try and care to

The snakes giving out the biggest hugs, I’m poisonous too

I’ll choke you on your words and spin them on my next record, boo

Writing captions not hits, ah, that’s all that you do

It’s eye for an eye, I swear to God I thought that you knew

This last supper had me hanging out with Judas and crew

At least they said the thank you’s when I paid for the bill