Quitting
I've been working all damn day, for about like two weeks straight
My boss is a fucking bitch
Matter of fact you can tell that hoe I fucking quit
I just got a dollar for a raise, what the fuck is this?
I can make more money on the train doing fucking flips
Barely got enough to go and break you some fucking trips, and you always wonder why I'm late for my fucking shift
I don't smile enough, I know
My shirts never tucked, I know
You should write me up
I don't give a fuck about e-mails, about retail, when I'm not at work and I'm not clocked in you can spare me them details
Don't care about your point and sell
Imma be a rapper
Give me a year and imma be on be on
See the sign, yup neon neon
Don't believe me nigga don't believe me
So many people imma shit and pee on
Folding shirts is not my dream
I don't know who you were kidding
How bout you suck my dick
Call that my new position, I swear
I was searching for a place that I can go, I can go
Place where I ain't got to feel no pain no more, pain no more
Hit the red eye in the morning
D.K know
D.K know
Leave that stressful shit behind and save your soul, save your soul
Hope I don't run out of memories
Play Metal Gear Solid for hours
Left animal crackers on couches
Put ketchup all over my outfit
We live for directing the finals
Hope I don't run out of Hennesey, cause liqour eliminates problems
Drink until my past is forgotten
Swim in my thoughts and I drown out my conscience till I'm out of options
I'm second guessing all my actions
Waiting for something better really happen
Steady giving out that good
You know the universe a magnet
Tried to organize the madness only lead to more reactions, only lead to my distractions, only lead to my disaster
This is exactly what happened, oh boy
Man I thought my world ended when she told us bout her sickness
Start to question my exsistence
I was praying for a mission, but what kind of example was she be setting for her children, man I wouldn't have my momma if she ever thought of quitting
Glad she didn't
My boss is a fucking bitch
Matter of fact you can tell that hoe I fucking quit
I just got a dollar for a raise, what the fuck is this?
I can make more money on the train doing fucking flips
Barely got enough to go and break you some fucking trips, and you always wonder why I'm late for my fucking shift
I don't smile enough, I know
My shirts never tucked, I know
You should write me up
I don't give a fuck about e-mails, about retail, when I'm not at work and I'm not clocked in you can spare me them details
Don't care about your point and sell
Imma be a rapper
Give me a year and imma be on be on
See the sign, yup neon neon
Don't believe me nigga don't believe me
So many people imma shit and pee on
Folding shirts is not my dream
I don't know who you were kidding
How bout you suck my dick
Call that my new position, I swear
I was searching for a place that I can go, I can go
Place where I ain't got to feel no pain no more, pain no more
Hit the red eye in the morning
D.K know
D.K know
Leave that stressful shit behind and save your soul, save your soul
Hope I don't run out of memories
Play Metal Gear Solid for hours
Left animal crackers on couches
Put ketchup all over my outfit
We live for directing the finals
Hope I don't run out of Hennesey, cause liqour eliminates problems
Drink until my past is forgotten
Swim in my thoughts and I drown out my conscience till I'm out of options
I'm second guessing all my actions
Waiting for something better really happen
Steady giving out that good
You know the universe a magnet
Tried to organize the madness only lead to more reactions, only lead to my distractions, only lead to my disaster
This is exactly what happened, oh boy
Man I thought my world ended when she told us bout her sickness
Start to question my exsistence
I was praying for a mission, but what kind of example was she be setting for her children, man I wouldn't have my momma if she ever thought of quitting
Glad she didn't
Credits
Writer(s): Khary Durgans, Lakhari Theodore Boyd, Latrell Jaimz Boyd
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