Work Hard, Play Harder

[Intro]
Work hard
Play harder (yeah)
If you want a halo
Try a little farther
[Verse 1]
Clock in early
Leave when I’m done
Sleep is a rumor
I’m married to the run
Grind ‘til it blurs
Eyes red
Still sharp
Whole crew wolves
You can hear ‘em in the dark
You want mercy?
That’s cute
That’s sweet
I want houses
You still want seats
I don’t keep score
I just keep receipts
You want a fair fight
I want the whole street
[Chorus]
Work hard
Play harder
Fighting fair isn’t my motto (nah)
I don’t pull punches
I don’t slow down for tomorrow
If you step in my lane
Then you signed that sorrow
Work hard
Play harder
Fighting fair isn’t my motto (hey!)
[Verse 2]
I was built from
Overtime and overdraft
Turned that pressure
To a wicked laugh
You want rules
I want results
I bend limits
You blame faults
You pray balance
I want blood
You want “maybe”
I want flood
If it looks crooked
From where you stand
It’s ‘cause I’m playing
For the whole damn land
[Chorus]
Work hard
Play harder
Fighting fair isn’t my motto (no way)
I don’t pull punches
I don’t ask blessings to stay
If you reach for my crown
Better love that battle
Work hard
Play harder
Fighting fair isn’t my motto (yeah!)
[Bridge]
Call me ruthless
Call me wrong
I’ve been starving
Far too long
You want pity?
Take your pick
I want everything
That sticks
[Chorus]
Work hard
Play harder
Fighting fair isn’t my motto (nah)
I don’t pull punches
I don’t slow down for tomorrow
If you step in my lane
Then you signed that sorrow
Work hard
Play harder
Fighting fair isn’t my motto (motto)

High-energy trap-pop hybrid with male vocals, swaggering drums, gritty 808-style low end, and sharp plucked synths. Verses stay tight and punchy with dry vocal upfront; chorus explodes with gang shouts, octave doubles, and a bright lead hook. Short distorted guitar stabs add bite; final chorus stacks ad-libs and drops for a triumphant, reckless finish.