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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Angel
Angel
Performer
Sirach 'Angel' Charles
Sirach 'Angel' Charles
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sirach 'Angel' Charles
Sirach 'Angel' Charles
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sirach 'Angel' Charles
Sirach 'Angel' Charles
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

No days off
Out here working ass off
Pay check coming on Friday
And I'm already turned up
Getting my paper ready for the weekend
You know when the suit comes off
I keep it social with you in the DM
I ain't got to pretend
Late night creeping
All I ever do is work, work, work, work, work
No Rihanna
You know when the suit comes off
I keep it social with you in the DM
I ain't got to pretend
Late night creeping
I love trees
Don't flip weed, paper
Look at my Ps
Money tall like Jordan
Look at my feet
Trainers, look at my sneaks
That's my girl
Man, I feel it right up
Sipping on Henny, it's Friday
Me and my **** turnt up
Looking all Taylor
Got the season
Couple of them shots went off
Keep it social 'cause it's the weekend
Chilling in the deep end
Late night creeping
Told my mama, she wilding
Yeah, I know my daddy know what's up
Oh, woah
No days off
Out here working ass off
Pay check coming on Friday
And I'm already turned up
Getting my paper ready for the weekend
You know when the suit comes off
I keep it social with you in the DM
I ain't got to pretend
Late night creeping
All I ever do is work, work, work, work, work
No rihanna
You know when the suit comes off
I keep it social with you in the DM
I ain't got to pretend
Late night creeping
I love tea
Custard creams, English
Look at my Queen
Money long like boredom
No chainsaw
Haters, look at my tee
Trap, trap, trap in the flats
Run up on me
****, I'm Hokey
Hella racks in the rack sack
Me and my ****, we balling
You know when the shots go off
Keep it local, I ain't gotta pretend
I'm never sleeping
Late night creeping
Told my girl, said what's up
There ain't no time for making love
No
No days off
Out here working ass off
Pay check coming on Friday
And I'm already turned up
Getting my paper ready for the weekend
You know when the suit comes off
I keep it social with you in the DM
I ain't got to pretend
Late night creeping
All I ever do is work, work, work, work, work
No rihanna
You know when the suit comes off
I keep it social with you in the DM
I ain't got to pretend
Late night creeping
Written by: Sirach 'Angel' Charles
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