Lyrics:
on my passport But can't escape the inner critic crouched at the back door These inhibitions whisper as I’m skimming through Glassdoor Have to endure
in every night Energy drink have you wired can't find a job now you're on hired No Glassdoor data, how you run a quant shop? Get the word out, before
Your work's paying off you've got a platform This ain't the type of job you find on Glassdoor If you wanna make it gotta bust your ass for it OTD been
they want a feature, I jus put some tax on'm Niggas be afraid of work and still want they money, they be trynna Glassdoor it Hate to see me in the black
To be free Of you and me Well I thought you were my friend Would've trusted till the end I was never going back again to something new But your glassdoor
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