This stress is killin' me

The pressure is agony

Those people work till they break

While others just take

Stop begging, get a job

Get a gun, motherfucker, go on and rob

I’m up at 5 AM, did my work and

You sleep all day wondering why you’re broke

Then you get on the phone and sweat your friends

Sad stories, sad stories never end

You claim you’re fly but always need

You’re always broke but got money for weed

I got a problem too

I keep seeing you

I got a problem too

I keep helping you

I got a problem too

I keep seeing you

I got a problem too

I keep helping you

Get a job, motherfucker

Learn to rob, motherfucker

Get a job, motherfucker

Learn to rob, motherfucker

Do you carry a gun? You sit still

You never pay me back and never will

And we can man it out, you breaking my balls

Till I give the fuck up and block your call

I’m the bad guy with a bank account

You just move to your next friend and burn him out

Everyone knows this guy, this shit’s true

Or maybe this song’s about you

I got a problem too

I keep seeing you

I got a problem too

I keep helping you

I got a problem too

I keep seeing you

I got a problem too

I keep helping you

Get a job, motherfucker

Learn to rob, motherfucker

Get a job, motherfucker

Learn to rob, motherfucker

Get a job!