Getta Job
Swea 2 god, They said get a job, All I know is Hustle, like I'm in the mob, I been
Through the struggle, I made a muscle, This Shit was hard, I was goin' through it, I was
Fallin off, Now I'm puttin' on with some real Hitters and them niggas drawn. The plug
Call me just to get it going, Call me, I'ma get it Off,I ain't fuckin' with the manager
Bring me to the bigger boss, Bad bitch can't Get her off me, Pussy good,I might hit her
Off, I'm a cool nigga, Play it cool, You don't Wanna see my niggas get involved, Really have
Niggas get @ y'all. How they shooting when They shoot back, Niggas start tellin' when they
Get a charge, I don't even wanna get involved, Still the one that the bitches call when you
Piss them off, Just to put them on. Outside, Outside, okay, Name a bitch that I can't get
Hold up, Wait, Now name a drug that I ain't Flip, Good sex but I ain't shit, Rock raised
But I ain't gwitt, All my niggas that I hang with, On the same shit, I said, Swea 2 god
They said get a job, All I know is hustle, Like I'm in the mob, I been through the struggle, I Made
A muscle, This shit was hard, I was goin' Through it, I was fallin' off, Now I'm puttin
On with some real hitters and them niggas Drawn, Heard things I don't speak on, Seen Things I'll
Never say, Cause it is what it's gon' be, Go About it in another way, All the rumors and all
The lies, He ain't shit but he hella fly, Eyes low, You can tell I'm high and the shit I'm
Doin' can't be televised, Dope sales and court Cases, Street stalks, You can hear the whispers
They be hatin' on a nigga's swag, I kill shit, So I Dear da witness, 09, I was sellin' pounds,
Went to college just to shut it down, Came Home cause of heart issues, Ain't no tellin' What I'm
Sellin now, Moms told me I should settle Down, Pop said nigga, Run it up, If you listen to The
Streets whisper, They probably sayin' that I'm Dumb as fuck, Tell the streets I ain't dumb Enough
Stayed down while I was comin' up, Men lie, Women lie, Numbers don't tell the niggas, I Swea to God
Said get a job, All I know is hustle, Like I'm in The mob, I went through the struggle
I made a muscle the shit was hard, I was goin' Through it, I was fallin' off
Now I'm puttin' on with some real hitters and Them niggas drawn
Through the struggle, I made a muscle, This Shit was hard, I was goin' through it, I was
Fallin off, Now I'm puttin' on with some real Hitters and them niggas drawn. The plug
Call me just to get it going, Call me, I'ma get it Off,I ain't fuckin' with the manager
Bring me to the bigger boss, Bad bitch can't Get her off me, Pussy good,I might hit her
Off, I'm a cool nigga, Play it cool, You don't Wanna see my niggas get involved, Really have
Niggas get @ y'all. How they shooting when They shoot back, Niggas start tellin' when they
Get a charge, I don't even wanna get involved, Still the one that the bitches call when you
Piss them off, Just to put them on. Outside, Outside, okay, Name a bitch that I can't get
Hold up, Wait, Now name a drug that I ain't Flip, Good sex but I ain't shit, Rock raised
But I ain't gwitt, All my niggas that I hang with, On the same shit, I said, Swea 2 god
They said get a job, All I know is hustle, Like I'm in the mob, I been through the struggle, I Made
A muscle, This shit was hard, I was goin' Through it, I was fallin' off, Now I'm puttin
On with some real hitters and them niggas Drawn, Heard things I don't speak on, Seen Things I'll
Never say, Cause it is what it's gon' be, Go About it in another way, All the rumors and all
The lies, He ain't shit but he hella fly, Eyes low, You can tell I'm high and the shit I'm
Doin' can't be televised, Dope sales and court Cases, Street stalks, You can hear the whispers
They be hatin' on a nigga's swag, I kill shit, So I Dear da witness, 09, I was sellin' pounds,
Went to college just to shut it down, Came Home cause of heart issues, Ain't no tellin' What I'm
Sellin now, Moms told me I should settle Down, Pop said nigga, Run it up, If you listen to The
Streets whisper, They probably sayin' that I'm Dumb as fuck, Tell the streets I ain't dumb Enough
Stayed down while I was comin' up, Men lie, Women lie, Numbers don't tell the niggas, I Swea to God
Said get a job, All I know is hustle, Like I'm in The mob, I went through the struggle
I made a muscle the shit was hard, I was goin' Through it, I was fallin' off
Now I'm puttin' on with some real hitters and Them niggas drawn
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Writer(s): Kwamaine Mccarter
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