[Intro: Puff Daddy] How you going to get another chance tomorrow I don't hustle like that I hustle like there's There's not a second left You know there's tomorrow I'm hustlin' like there's only one more second left of this hustle
[Verse 1: Puff Daddy] Can't you see I'm on the phone Bitch go'n don't be comin' over here with shit when I'm (workin') Call me Mr Combs, and I'm 9 digit strong Niggas hating on me but it's not (workin') When I was 19, I walked in the house And I told my momma she could stop (workin') When you niggas used to beatbox on the block Big and D-Rock, they was gettin' that (work in) Then I linked up with some niggas from my hood Who was know for puttin' that (work in) And if your record ain't have it (take that, take that) Nah, then your song, then your song wasn't (workin') Ran into this young Jone, tell her come home She askin' for a check I said, "Bitch is you (workin') Now everytime she call I don't even pick up I just hit her with the text like
[Hook] Don't bother me, I'm workin' Don't bother me, I'm workin' (Yeah put your hands together) Don't bother me, I'm workin' Don't bother me, I'm workin' (Yeah, I ain't finished, I ain't finished) Don't, workin'
[Verse 2: Puff Daddy] I do this shit for B.I.G So if you don't like me fuck you and the building, you (work in) If you see us in the club with Cîroc by the tub We ain't have fun, nigga we (workin') In the DJ booth like a independent group like "Look, this the record we (workin')" Play this shit 100 times If you don't we gon' be in here every single night that you (workin') Shout out to my people with a job I hope you don't fall asleep tomorrow when yous (workin') I was knocking on this chick, my partner tap me on the back I turnt around like "Nigga can't you see me, (workin')" She a waitress or a stripper If it's past midnight and she tell you she (workin') And we hustle before we can play So even on Memorial Day, my nigga