Hook 2x

I'm trying to kick the shit you need to learn though

That ether, the shit to make your soul burn slow

Its deeper than rap because the game has turned wack

I need something i can play to put me in the right mode

Verse

You don’t like your job but you still gonna go

If you got fired you wouldn’t know what to do for dough

When it rains it pours and when life sucks it blows

Yeah it blows away your hoes now you need some more

Can't do it like before because ill get the same results

I think now ill approach the culture like a coach

All these vultures showing up because it ain't a pulse

They the reason we don’t treat each other like adults

I'm like the hulk because i change when I'm angry

You won't like me when I'm angry because ill leave you hanging

Like a painting ill be aiming at to start the banging

Banger after banger mixing rapping with the singing

Fuck the trapping and the backpacking too

I just want to kick back with another blunt or two

I feel like nowadays that’s the smartest thing to do

But you got to get the money because it ain’t gon' get you

Hook

Verse

You can't tell me who i am because i already know

I decided a long time ago i ain’t no hoe

24 and way too old to work at home depot

When i was 22 i started because i couldn’t smoke

I don’t want your respect if i can't respect you

You ho workers don’t respect what i been through

Following the rules nigga you the real tool

Nothings ever final except the test you take in school

But I'm too cool, i don’t even like books

Unless its full of blank pages so i can write hooks

Verses, bridges, learning the music business

I need the right push, i need the right looks

Because shawty looking right/ good enough to spend the night

When my mom not home/ making sure the house is nice

She had curved me twice/ and then i lit up her life

She said i should do a show so I'm showing yall my strife

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Verse

Third verse because i ain’t go deep enough

Ima show this beat that i can get it up and keep it up

They was sleeping on me napping like they really need a brush

They really just waking up/ i can see the eye crust

I can see the lies and the lives that was lost

Niggas ain’t pay the cost but want to be the boss

This a pause but to rap you need a real strong jaw

Fuck your real rap song you ain't a real rapper dog

You ain't walk in the dark to make music from the heart

I know that you got your homies but its lonely at the top

And you can't take them with you/ in Miami its an issue

How the money can be major and the women superficial

But its money over bitches that’s the motto i follow

That that to grave ill swallow eight hollows

Before the day i let a bitch stop me from getting paid

No way i get laid get head get gone on her