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big sean - dirty work lyrics

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[intro]
yeah

[verse 1]
yeah, it’s comin’ in hot, never fumblin’ spots
i guess it all comes down to who want it or not (want)
build a solid foundation’s how you stay at the top
you want the mansion, i take the land with the plot

[refrain]
in other words, i’ll do the dirty work
psh, yeah
f_ck it, i’ll do the dirty work (f_ck it)
better me than you
_sigh_
i’d rather get my hands dirty than get the fam dirty
i take all they pain and the stress like it can’t hurt me (yeah)
f_ck it, i’ll do the dirty work
psh, yeah (f_ck it)

[verse 2]
sometimes, carryin’ the weight of a man is a lot to bare
and bury feelin’s so deep down that they hardly there
and people depеndin’ on you, and you always there (oh)
but they nеver there for me in the moments of my despair (never)
but i take all my family problems like i never had ’em
like i’m the one good seed in the bad apple
i guess i’m just a way better actor
lord forbid i ask anyone else for help
they gon’ be like, “he actin’ outta character, man—what happened? (man, what happened?)
why you actin’ weird?”
or maybe i’m just droppin’ that persona that always appears
or maybe i’m just bein’ real witchu for the first time in years
and after they ask how it feel, they always ask, “well, what about yo’ career?”
like i’m just supposed to make decisions based off of fear
i mean, half of ’em were, and i still carry the guilt (guilt)
no wonder years goin’ by, and i’m still not healed
but i just pray these are feelin’s my loved ones won’t have to feel (pray)
it hurt me bad, man, but look how i got us here (look)
and even through the wars and scars, look what we built
and even though my life don’t reflect what’s in the mirror
[refrain]
i feel like, “f_ck it, i’ll do the dirty work” (f_ck it)
_sigh_
psh, f_ck it, i’ll do the dirty work
better me than you
sh_t

[verse 3]
i’d rather get my hands dirty than get the fam dirty
and let ’em know they covered, and they don’t gotta reimburse me
carry all they inhibitions, demons that can’t curse me
while i’m prayin’ to a god that some of ’em can’t worship (god)
but i done trust and believe
my faith is blind behind the miracles that i seen
i’m talkin’ stickin’ to the roles when you not on the scene (stick)
i told my n_ggas, “better weight in the triple beam”
we could put our minds together—you know, in triple team
i gotta air out all the dirty laundry—we could just keep it clean
came from a city wit’ a different style, different glow, different flow—uh (city)
but somehow, i popped (popped)
while i was around the block, openin’ doors nonstop (swerve, swerve)

[refrain]
like, f_ck it, i’ll do the dirty work
([?] everbody [?] tell us a story)
yeah
(can you tell us a story?)
(alright, now gather ’round, gather ’round)
swear, i do this sh_t
f_ck it, i’ll do the dirty work
([?] used to do it back in the day, you know how we used to play)
yeah
[verse 4]
i’m talkin’ back when i had two girlfriends at once
they both met—it felt like the world ended at once (f_ck)
and even though i really had thought that our time was done
they both came back at me, askin’ me what i want
but they know what’s up even without a reason
even if they both wifeys, they know that i gotta leave ’em (woah)
they know that i’m too young for the world, and i gotta see it
they know that the fans is hungry out there, and i gotta feed ’em
psh ([?]) (fast forward)
first rapper to perform at obama crib
that’s why you wide_eyed when i walk in yo’ mama crib
and wanna forgive me for all the bullsh_t lyin’ i did
([?])
i know your stomach dropped when you seen that baby bump
girl, that’s not the thing you want—f_ck
but i guess you’d rather have me as a friend than not have me at all (uh)
but i slowly stopped textin’ and returnin’ calls
got me thinkin’, “really, why are we even involved?
i’ma start blockin’ ’em all”

[refrain]
f_ck it, i’ll do the dirty work
psh, man
f_ck it, i’ll do the dirty work
i don’t gotta do what i did to do it, you know?

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