Clock Out

That's a record

Oh that's on my momma. Swear making paper ain't easy
Monday morning I wish I could be home watching my TV
And coast back
I promise they gon pay for how they treat me
I hope that my manager tell me that he don't need me so I can
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So I can
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Hey, hey, hey

I want a big house, big pool
Pit bull, kids too, no issues
Debt free, no rent due
A Bentley, legit jewels & crystals
For my Lit Wife
Smart with some breasts thats ripe and sit nice
Food that my guests would like
I daydream about getting the best of life
But these goddamn people ask me questions like
Excuse me sir, But do you work here? I want this shirt
You have an extra size?
I said no
Then what's your best advice?
Want you want me to do? Go exercise
Maybe lay off the extra fries and the extra pies
I ain't tryna fat shame but it suppose to be my day off but I'm here stressed and tired
Working hard for somebody else enterprise
But I can't say that cause it will get me fired
So I just crack a friendly smile, act like I'm so energized
And say thank you for coming
Oh you just browsing well thank you for nothing
Keep it 1000 you know that you wasn't
Gon buy anything so don't know why you touching
Don't mess up my folds, end of discussion
I swear these people's mommas mess with they cousin
OOOO. woo-sah Piff
Can't lose my cool and can't lose my shit
Shut up and continue my shift
I know I need money, but i to hate to work
But I can't sell a drugs or take a purse

Or steal somebody social and date of birth
Maybe it'll pay off when lay a verse

Oh that's on my momma. Swear making paper ain't easy
Monday morning I wish I could be home watching my TV
And coast back
I promise they gon pay for how they treat me
I hope that my manager tell me that he don't need me so I can
Clock out (facts)
Clock out (facts)
Clock out (facts)
Clock out (facts)
So I can
Clock out (facts)

Clock out (facts)
Clock out (facts)
Hey, hey, hey

This for the micromanaging supervisors that swear it's something I owe to you
I'm only here cause I go to school and my student loan a lil over due
I understand what I'm suppose to do, but I don't feel like being sociable
Plus you talking so damn much in addition, and that annoys me in multiples
How ya old ass get this job?
Got you look like your legs will break if you kick too hard
Why ya dome look a crystal ball, how ya mother push that big ass head and didnt piss her off
Short man complex you ain't no owner
Fuck you fuck this and your comb over
Yea no respect at your neck only here for the check and my fine ass co worker
Listen I'm not vagina so chill
I don't make profit climbing yo hill
I ain't gonna stop somebody if they steal
I ain't no cop, I got to cop bills
Truthfully I'm not surprised how from top to bottom all these higher ups are not real
It's not like my job providing some type of hours how I'm pose to buy me some meals
I ain't even consider that it would get this hard
I lied in my interview to get this job
Surprise that you even let me get this far
I mean just fire me cause I really with this dog

I ain't resigning. I don't want that issue boss
I want them unemployment checks That what you call
Early retirement, and I ain't gonna miss you dog
I got party to go to. You pissed me off. I'm off

Oh that's on my momma. Swear making paper ain't easy
Monday morning I wish I could be home watching my TV
And coast back
I promise they gon pay for how they treat me
I hope that my manager tell me that he don't need me so I can
Clock out (facts)
Clock out (facts)
Clock out (facts)
Clock out (facts)
So I can
Clock out (facts)
Clock out (facts)
Clock out (facts)
Hey, hey, hey



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Writer(s): Shaquille Edwards
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