[Chorus: KXNG Crooked]
Turntables might wobble, but they don't fall down
Bet I get up every time that I get knocked down
I ain't get here overnight, n***a, how that sound?
I ain't make it overnight, n***a (How that sound?)
I put in work like a motherfucker (Work)
I put in work like a motherfucker (Work)
I put in work like a motherfucker (Work)
I put in work like a motherfucker (Don't fall down)

[Verse 1: KXNG Crooked]
When I pull up in the Benz, boy, it cost me a yard
That's a hundred thousand dollars and I'm flossing it hard
Credit score, eight a month, so the boss is in charge
When I get the new Fеrrari, I'm just dropping the cart
Spend a rollie on cigars and I camе from the slums
Know you n***as love to smoke, so I aim for the lungs
East side and we deeper than the bass and the drums
Let them know it's Long Beach if they hate where I'm from
Hell nah, I ain't watching no rhythm and flow
N***a saw one shot, n***a stole my show
Thought he stole my glow, you just stole my ho
Got another one coming, she gon' go for sure
Yeah, you stole my IP, but they still in my work ethic
I'm as hungry as the day that I worked on my first record
Didn't get a lot of sleep and I know that's the worst method
Now I got them clap-clappin' like ass when it twerk naked
I struggle and strive, hustle and thrive
Gave them pussies the finger, no intestine inside
Now they wonder how the fuck I survive
Cyber security mindset, nobody can fuck with the drive
I got discipline and focus, and I'm using them both
When I don't wanna do it, that's when I do it the most
And I lost a few friends, a few of 'em close
But now I'm all the way up, look at my view of the coast
I gotta thank the most high for the summit
He looking down like those guys are determined
You try to play both sides 'cause you vermin
I'm about to go and ghost ride something German
[Chorus: KXNG Crooked]
Turntables might wobble, but they don't fall down
Bet I get up every time that I get knocked down
I ain't get here overnight, n***a, how that sound?
I ain't make it overnight, n***a (How that sound?)
I put in work like a motherfucker (Work)
I put in work like a motherfucker (Work)
I put in work like a motherfucker (Work)
I put in work like a motherfucker (Don't fall down)

[Verse 2: Joell Ortiz]
This ain't the type of music they wanna hear us rap on
This the type of bullshit the fans turn they back on
Luckily, I don't give a fuck, baby, get your clap on
Hello to the Jello, yeah, 'member that song?
You motherfuckers crazy think I'm rappin' all goddamn day
Put all this work in, you're actin' like I can't play
And yeah, I was a big boy, so when I see cake
Like a bad restaurant server, I can't wait
Any vehicle I maneuver, got them highway skates
Told DMV, spell Cooper on my I-8 plate
Used to be hungry, now I smile with that "I ate" face
I ain't one of them bitter rappers screamin' "I hate Drake"
Gold chain hangin' strong with a piece that's clean
Golden State Trade Mall, and I'ma keep this green
And shorty cheeks is mean, I just fucked her In the presidential room
And wrote a verse, that's a sweet 16
9 milli magazine, hold a sweet 16
Put your family in a chapel, that's a sweet Sistine
Yeah, I put in work like a motherfucker
Look at shorty neck jerk like a motherfucker
[Chorus: KXNG Crooked]
Turntables might wobble, but they don't fall down
Bet I get up every time that I get knocked down
I ain't get here overnight, n***a, how that sound?
I ain't make it overnight, n***a (How that sound?)
I put in work like a motherfucker (Work)
I put in work like a motherfucker (Work)
I put in work like a motherfucker (Work)
I put in work like a motherfucker (Don't fall down)