Lyrics NoCap – Always Workin’

Hah, hah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Got-got it on Smoke)
Yeah (OG Parker)

The Glock on my hip, but I don’t need no holster

Hoe, they judges, I’m loadin’ the Glizzy
Fifty plus fifty, them drawin’ like titties
I’m rockin’ Versace, I’m feelin’ like Biggie
I bang to the pole, no company like Diggy
I’m up in New York and it feel like I made it
They playin’ my songs on the radio station
Remember them days a nigga was slavin’
Now for a verse, they send me a payment

Always workin’, I’m always in the booth
I saw a opp, he was lackin’, you know I had to shoot
I tried to stay out the way, ’cause I got Mus-Mus
But don’t get it confused, I wet him like a pool, ooh

The Glock on my hip, but I don’t need no holster
You beefin’ with me, I won’t stop ’till it’s over
And just like the bread, I see ’em, I toast ’em
My niggas, they tweakin’, they movin’ like soldiers
They callin’ me Rondo, I keep me a nine
They sayin’ I’m chosen, I’m one of a kind
My bitch, she bad, you know she a dime

Pop him with a light and I shot about ten
You know I’m not selfish, I’m him and his friends
And free all my niggas that’s stuck in the pen’
I took a few losses, I just wanna win
The Perc got me zooted, I’m outta my body
Thirty-three shots, I feel like I’m Scottie
Seven point six-two, knock off his noggin
Hot grease ’cause a nigga is poppin’

The Glock on my hip, but I don’t need no holster
You beefin’ with me, I won’t stop ’till it’s over
And just like the bread, I see ’em, I toast ’em
My niggas, they tweakin’, they movin’ like soldiers
They callin’ me Rondo, I keep me a nine
They sayin’ I’m chosen, I’m one of a kind
My bitch, she bad, you know she a dime
He ran from me, shot him in his spine

Huh
Yeah, yeah