Lyrics:
Wherever you look tonight, you might see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado
Or Georgia, by the sea
Workin' for some man who may not know at all who I
haven't even been started
With a raw tip, man, I'm tired too
But I don't lose, I refuse
Take a walk in my shoes
Or any other young black person in this
out!"
Ayo, who wanna step up and get their cranium cracked
From my man louis from the ville, slugger baseball bat
Cock back gats, cause rugged
lot pimpin
Told 'em get the Impala so I can start dippin
Lay back, seat recline, they notice the hand
Car movin slow, driven by the invisible man
I've been workin' like I've never been
I struggle every day but I just can't let the devil in
And if I knew back then what I know right now
What I
I've been workin' and gettin' by
But that ain't enough to satisfy
'Cause I got dreams for you and I
So I got money on my mind
So if you wanna stack
suck dick, but expect for me to eat her?
That ho crazy, man, you don't wanna meet her
But her homegirl, Nita, swallow cum by the liter
She look good
Spend my money
Drink my wine
Run me ragged
I don't mind
All my troubles
Gone away
From this moment on
I've got to say
No more workin' for the man
No
aint workin
You broke you mad you hopeless sad and worthless
Get off yo ass go get you a bag and go put some work in
JButta the man Detroit is the land
bingo
Niggas want a problem with the gang, man, I don't know why but we goin' dumb, ho'
Shakin' my dreads in her face, this bitch a lil' vibe, put her
I'm OG
Niggas know me, niggas now me
But I don’t tolerate that conversate
Bout the ol’ me (bout the ol’ me)
Ain’t no workin getting sold round here
If
And she told me, "Get to the money
Black man" (Black man)
"Get to the money, black man"
(Black man, black man)
Never not workin', never, never not
(Never
Well, I'd just roll my eyes and make a beeline for the door
But I'd always end up starry-eyed, cross-legged on the floor
Hanging on to every word
Man
So, brother because I'm workin'
Why you pick on me?
So, please get down, big boy
Man, you big enough to walk
And when I tell you 'bout a job
I've been workin in a cubicle way too long
Hearin voices in my head sayin, hey man you gotta move on
Been workin nine to six for ten whole years
Man, get the fuck away from us
We don't want nothin' but money
We some family men, we gettin' this paper
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
And I had
me when I'm workin'
Overly dedicated and overly medicated, for certain
By her a brand new purse and it's gravy
I ain't talkin' Slim when I say these
away, yeah yeah, yeah
A touch of sweet and nasty
A blind man couldn't miss
A Creole sister man you can't resist her
When she's soft against you
By a cafe here I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
She said "No. Would you come home to me?"
And she said, "Hey ramblin' boy now won't
and shove it, man
I ain't workin' here no more
Lost everything
That I'm workin' for
My will to live
No fucks to give
If you stand in my way
It'll be your
no wrong
No wrong man
Time stands still and takes a step aside
My credit is good anywhere anytime
All the girls know my name
But there's none by
to party
We been workin' all week
And it's been a long day
And I can't wait to party with you, baby
Party with you, tonight, yeah
Alright man, now that
I bought a scooter and I rented a shack
Out in the sun, by the railroad track
I got a job and I'm a-breakin' my back
Workin' and workin' for the big
I can remember how this one goes
Aight look
You can find me in the lab workin' overtime
Smell the weed when you going by, global grind
And I
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