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working on a holiday - jaydoh aydoh lyrics

[intro]
yuh, hey, yeah
woah! is this that hardest caucasian?
hardest caucasian?! (bih)
hardest c*ck! eheheh
ay jaydoh, make sure not to burn the house down!
[verse 1]
look, when i was 14, i swear i wanted to be metro boomin
was on youtube hard, somehow i had got into producing
and on christmas day, i started making very awful music
gotta shout out to my friends, cuz you know i put em through it
but i kept going, even though i sucked but i’m committed
lying to myself, i was so convincеd that i was gifted
but in fact i kept on working till it didn’t hurt to listen
working еveryday, h*lla f*cking hours how i did it
okay, now you know my secret
take or you can leave it
everybody talks, but few are worth believing
that’s just how i see it, all these looks can be deceiving
b*tches put on for the gram, then come home and don’t be eating
what i mean to say, when you look around be realistic
if you want it bad, you might have to grind before you get it
because not all things come easy
different things take different time
and you don’t have to believe me
but to me, the wait is fine
so i’m

[hook]
working on a holiday
had to get them dollars made
album rollout break the bank
repeat it for a new tape
stacking, stacking, stacking cake
filling up the gas tank
i’m not boutta take a break
until all of my partners paid
different city, different job
working in between the drop
looking like i’m falling off
camera, working non*stop
late night, punching clocks
we’re tryna get paid to talk
and i’m gonna steady rock
until me or my b*tches pop (aye!)
[verse 2]
top 20 school, kicked my ass and made me work smarter
my heart broke, and all i wanted was to work harder (heartbroken)
flex louder, just to show up every single doubter
i was cooking up so much i thought that i was chowder (rada*rada)
h*lla spite all in my heart i had something to prove (d*mn, d*mn)
good grades, i had it made in abundance to lose (had it made)
my mind goes in stressy mode when there’s nothing to do (boy i’m stressing)
these people acting plenty bold, really f*cking confused (yuh)
on top of everything, it’s real life kicking in
drugs, kids, work, money problems got me losing friends (d*mn)
jumped in, i was h*lla young but i wanted it bad
so bad, i said f*ck the world, started chasing a bag
now i’m slightly older, different head up on my shoulders
can’t be playing, i’m a grown up
if i’m working, then i’m sober
and*and*and there’s luck within the blow up, aye
f*ck it though, that’s life
that’s why every chance, i take it
so on every d*mn occasion, i stay

[hook]
working on a holiday
had to get them dollars made
album rollout break the bank
repeat it for a new tape (shred!)
stacking, stacking, stacking cake
filling up the gas tank
i’m not boutta take a break
until all of my partners paid
different city, different job
working in between the drop
looking like i’m falling off
camera, working non*stop
late night, punching clocks
we’re tryna get paid to talk (woah!)
and i’m gonna steady rock
until me or my b*tches pop
[outro: jaydoh aydoh & juno’s rocket]
yeah, jaydoh aydoh, hardest caucasian alive
you know, uncle to these dogs, father to these rappers
i’m really expecting a happy father’s day
imma be honest, still
like i’m still waiting
you know, father’s day, mother’s day
i must’ve wrote two songs on the fourth
i went in, closed that night
i’m boutta hit the studio on my birthday
only break i’m taking is muhf*cking uhh
bachelorette on mondays
leaving at nj’s at three in the morning, putting in work for his project
you know, that’s what it take if you can’t do that f*cking (purgatory)
you know what i’m saying?
this fame sh*t isn’t cut out for you if you don’t wanna do this sh*t
like if you can’t put in work, what are you here for? you know
(i’m working on a holiday) i don’t give a f*ck, hardest caucasian alive
(different city, different job)
(working in between the drop)
y’all know what i’m saying?
hardest caucasian out in the motherf*cking west
f*ck is you talking about, bruh?
(i f*ck with my white boys)
he don’t get the n*word pass, you know what i’m saying?
we still progressive in this b*tch
(hardest caucasian alive)

- jaydoh aydoh lyrics

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