MadKem - Whatever Works lyrics

rate me

You’ve been rocking with a nigga on a low

Don’t act like you don’t know

I was broke, no student loans

We writing all these rhymes, when I leave ain’t coming home

I be headed to the bank, my hood, just said I’m putting on

I holla back like alright to you, alright

Whatever works, well alright

You gotta get it, gotta get back to the dough, alright

To you, well alright, whatever works, alright

You gotta get it, get back to the dough

Fuck that nigga, paint the Sistine Chapel

Yeah, tell him that you back up in the mix

So go forward to whatever may have you get

Tell him that you got it sure

Crossing and talk, foes is praying, I stop, no

What it is I got I’m still painting Picassos

I was a snot nose, I’m crafting that flow

I said I could do this shit only Phil, me, and God know

Back in the mix you know my fam is totting on me

From the South stories like breaking touch everywhere from here to Long Beach

See that I’m here, let the flow speed, done hurt to the lips

See that y’all weak, see that I’m coming to a slow creep

You bet that I’m shutting shit down

Bet you ain’t listening, want a round

Bet when I catch rep that I got next in check

This shit chess when I play, yeah, didn’t call me G then fuck with me

Go ahead, tell the people what I want

The way that I’m balling you see that it’s over

You don’t wanna stop me, man

You mayhem on a nigga that’s about to say go, let’s go

Fuck that nigga, paint the Sistine Chapel

Yeah, tell him that you back up in the mix

So go forward to whatever may have you get

Tell him that you got it sure

You’ve been rocking with a nigga on a low

Don’t act like you don’t know

I was broke, no student loans

We writing all these rhymes, when I leave ain’t coming home

I be headed to the bank, my hood, just said I’m putting on

I holla back like alright to you, alright

Whatever works, well alright

You gotta get it, gotta get back to the dough, alright

To you, well alright, whatever works, alright

You gotta get it, get back to the dough

Hey girl, whatever it is that works

You know I’m with that kind of shit

Fame for the beats, time out, that rap money I wanna be counting in

I see you out there tryina flip them bricks

I’m working this 16 tryina live this dream, tryina pull out that illest shit

Y’all with the good, clean, tell me if this hit me

Shout out, drop, cook it up one time

Niggas gonna copy, gonna get it but I’m not

We set up shop and I swear we’ll be fun show

I got this on, you know this rap shit’s mine

Nigga, back up, I stepped it out while you niggas dead beat or facts up

Miscellaneous figures, talking accounts, Fiji M, Jay Tight

Creepy lil’ niggas wanna be me, Angelou, you see, go

Fuck that nigga, paint the Sistine Chapel

Yeah, tell him that you back up in the mix

So go forward to whatever may have you get

Tell him that you got it sure

You’ve been rocking with a nigga on a low

Don’t act like you don’t know

I was broke, no student loans

We writing all these rhymes, when I leave ain’t coming home

I be headed to the bank, my hood, just said I’m putting on

I holla back like alright to you, alright

Whatever works, well alright

You gotta get it, gotta get back to the dough, alright

To you, well alright, whatever works, alright

You gotta get it, gotta get back to the dough