Lyrics:
with inflation
Squeezed his global holdings
His liquid assets bottomed out
And shrunk his retail outlet operation
And that's the story
hoes
Like it's retail
She jumped the Plank
Always riding
On my cotails
Let her know the
Proof is always
In the details
The proof
Is always
In
and an Arizona
I just popped a lil e pill
Wid a lil freak girl
And I ain't giving details...tell
Making feins pay All retail
Ain't no deals shit real
I just
And that road not silk
It still come thru the mail
No ya words ain't slick
Jib ain't cut for retail
So don't come round here
With a story to sell
Because my
to death niggaz fall to they worst fear
My retail's in braille, for vision impaired
You lookin for P, well you can find him everywhere
In a project near you,
money hides, retail therapy today
House been burning like the alcohol down your throat
Is it Hell? Far from depth yet it feels so cold
Heaven, hell, black
All the times driving home from work
I never noticed that retail store you used to work at
When you weren't teaching
When I open my eyes
When I
at the mall doing retail
Smoking loud in my car need it detailed
Thinking I can go far if I reach for it
Thinking I can have it all if I need more
Hold me
During this time of year, I'm always in a rush
Working retail sucks the spirit out of you
You grow spiteful and bitter
You wish for the days to end
not completely broken
I hate everything I heed
You are the blush I retail
You only scratch the surfacing
Now let's shatter my touch
If you felt
Choking after every meal
The sound of paper burning
This is so surreal
It's the stink of retail
It's the taste of luck
Bus fares, zoe tay, chicken
Choking after every meal
The sound of paper burning
This is so surreal
It's the stink of retail
It's the taste of luck
Bus fares, zoe tay, chicken
Choking after every meal
The sound of paper burning
This is so surreal
It's the stink of retail
It's the taste of luck
Bus fares, zoe tay, chicken
quick this time
You can catch him doing jail time
If you catch him at the right time
I'm tilting so frequent it becomes stale, fine
Retail, bought this
And I don't care what it takes from me
Rest assured it won't be free
But I'll be happy momentarily
I need me some retail therapy
How do I try
become that nigga in my DM’s
Trying to spend some time on my retail
I got a man at home
And one on the side
You could be number 3
If ya play ya cards right
end
Where the retail road hits the corner bend
If they were there I'd have asked my friends
In another, in another life
Life
Life
Life
Life
In another,
And people have their faith
But once you've worked in high-end retail
You learn how to obey
The service man
He does what he can
One day we will understand
theres work to be done
Continue to call on his name
Yuh
Look to the good way
Turn a blind eye to the hood game
Devil in the retail corps, young boy cold
spot, already passed it
Niggas want the smoke and like a sesh we gon match it
Money on your head we paying retail and them taxes
Money on your head we
verso delaay
Tu segna bh
In faccia a 'sti fake
Got Music retail
You wanna be hate? (Hey)
on the credit card, and purchase in a flash!
Nothing is more satisfying than a shopping spree.
So….. (to audience) some call it a chore,
She calls it retail
The Future is Email
Technology cocktail
My therapy retail
Ostensibly wholesale
E-tail I eat kale
With spam, hearty hale
Locked up twitter jail
like a package of knives
Yea you making money but you ain't stacking it right
This ain't retail bitch stop tryna act like you nice. Yea
I feel like I'm
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