I Got a Job

I pulled myself together (together)
I'm makin' some money, it's nothing (nothing)
Less than 400 a week (is what)
Less than 400 is somethin' (woo)
I live simplistically, only buy food and some weed now my mom is pissed at me (she's pissed at me)
The venomous thought of bankruptcy killing me
The constant fear, it is filling me (filling me)
Filling me up, up to the brim, up to the brim like I pour it (pourin that shit)
All of the Danimals that I want
I buy what I want and afford it
I don't miss action either
Only working on the weekdays (yessir)
Nine to three or whatever the fuck
And on fridays we gettin paid (pow pow)
Driving away with the check in my hands
Call that shit holding the Nike (check)
They only giving me 40% of bands
Oh my god you can go bite me (grr)
Everything I want is expensive
Go out to eat with your friends it's a blessing
But now when the waiter be takin your order you know your affordin' that priced extra dressing
And I was just messing bout' spendin' my money on food and weed
Shit only happens like two to three times a week

Okay maybe more like four to five times
But, I earned that shit, so I ain't really stressing bout it
Also four to five doesn't rhyme with food and weed so

Long days getting longer
Bank account on the rise
I'm eyeing that over time
You know I'll work it, cause I got me eyes on the prize (cash)

I got a job, that's the opposite of not having a job
Cause I'm staying makin money now
Makin money is the name of the game and my
Name is the game and you know we stay playin now

I'm gettin paid on a friday
I'm putting that shit into savings
Nothin above half the check
Cause my parents will check
If my spending is lookin lil crazy
I promise it's not anymore, Bubby matured from the job, and I'm keeping my feet on the floor
Picking up, but i'm always puttin' back down
Stop treating me like I'm four
Ima grown man now
Everyone stand down
Wanna go out for dinner
Yeah, that's our plan now
When the check comes, keep your hands out
Don't pout
Ima pay for the whole thing, (oh wow)
Mr big shot look at you (I have airpods)
Ten dollar bill, leave a tip of two
Shits normal, twenty percent of the bill goes to servers that's facts (at the minimum)
Outta shit to say, hey, gotta go to work
All my work is legal, baby I'm clean, I am not doing no dirt

I got a job, that's the opposite of not having a job
Cause I'm staying makin money now
Makin money is the name of the game and my
Name is the game and you know we stay playin now