Working 9-5 man I really need this job
Cause the bills are piled high and they never seem to stop
Now it’s only getting worse
When my feelings getting hurt
Cause they tell me that the music I’m making needs work
Tell me I should change
Cause my shit dont really bang
So I wrote a little tune now tell me whatcha think
Imma shove it down ya throat now tell me how’s it taste
And it’s absolutely perfect only thing you better say
Spend it up now just so I can make it back
You spend it up now just so you can say that
You got a couple cars
That you rolling off the lot
Like a Beemеr and a Vette that’re sеtting at the trap
You ain't ever had a Roth and you wonder what’s that?
You ain’t never bid on stocks you just thinking bout the cash
You ain't worried bout the cost
You just worried bout the floss
You ain’t worried what’s inside
You just worried bout a bag
That’s facts it’s stats when you looking at the cash
It’s math in fact if you’re worried bout a cap
Then just turn your shit around start thinking bout the past
Like how I’m doing better Dr. Phil fully strapped
When they told me I could never
So I jumped up on the track
Man to everyone who laughed
When I played them all my raps
Cause this shit is looking different I’m the one who’s never missing When they talking bout the baggage they comparing you to trash
Since the topics now our status I’m the one who is the saddest
When they talk who spit the fastest no my name is not around
It’s really kinda tragic When they overlook my passion
Cause I’m David Blaine magic with the studio sound
That’s something they don't know cause they part-time Joe’s
And they think they make a killing with they part-time doe
But they really only working on that part-time flow
I been living in the studio that really ain’t a joke
Imma G, Imma fiend, Imma beast, Imma god
Imma living legend breathing on my way up to the top
I ain’t ever slowing down throw the bird up to the cops
Then I’m skrrting out quick fully loaded never stop
Only signing checks now never signing on the dot
Finally listened to myself and I’m saying thank god
Cause the vision that I’m getting
Telling me I got the rhythm
And the business staying hidden
Cause they wanting what I got
On guard on god on top it’s hard
It’s a full time job just writing down bars
Don’t stop just drop keep on writing them bops
Then maybe one day you’ll be hearing the applause
Man my timing looking right
I been working every night
Living two different lives
Never making overtime
So I gotta pick one
And I’m thinking this the one
I’m just praying everyday that I hoped I picked right
Take another listen and just tell me if you with it
You ain’t ever gotta bullshit cause I know that you be trippin
You been reading all the lyrics wonder what have I been missing?
But you better get it now before you getting slim pickings
And it’s really not my choice
But I think I made my choice
Cause my musics making noise
And I’m bringing all my boys
And you better watch you back
Cause they bringing all they toys
And they get a little rowdy when the team ain’t scoring points
Cause the bills are piled high and they never seem to stop
Now it’s only getting worse
When my feelings getting hurt
Cause they tell me that the music I’m making needs work
Tell me I should change
Cause my shit dont really bang
So I wrote a little tune now tell me whatcha think
Imma shove it down ya throat now tell me how’s it taste
And it’s absolutely perfect only thing you better say
Spend it up now just so I can make it back
You spend it up now just so you can say that
You got a couple cars
That you rolling off the lot
Like a Beemеr and a Vette that’re sеtting at the trap
You ain't ever had a Roth and you wonder what’s that?
You ain’t never bid on stocks you just thinking bout the cash
You ain't worried bout the cost
You just worried bout the floss
You ain’t worried what’s inside
You just worried bout a bag
That’s facts it’s stats when you looking at the cash
It’s math in fact if you’re worried bout a cap
Then just turn your shit around start thinking bout the past
Like how I’m doing better Dr. Phil fully strapped
When they told me I could never
So I jumped up on the track
Man to everyone who laughed
When I played them all my raps
Cause this shit is looking different I’m the one who’s never missing When they talking bout the baggage they comparing you to trash
Since the topics now our status I’m the one who is the saddest
When they talk who spit the fastest no my name is not around
It’s really kinda tragic When they overlook my passion
Cause I’m David Blaine magic with the studio sound
That’s something they don't know cause they part-time Joe’s
And they think they make a killing with they part-time doe
But they really only working on that part-time flow
I been living in the studio that really ain’t a joke
Imma G, Imma fiend, Imma beast, Imma god
Imma living legend breathing on my way up to the top
I ain’t ever slowing down throw the bird up to the cops
Then I’m skrrting out quick fully loaded never stop
Only signing checks now never signing on the dot
Finally listened to myself and I’m saying thank god
Cause the vision that I’m getting
Telling me I got the rhythm
And the business staying hidden
Cause they wanting what I got
On guard on god on top it’s hard
It’s a full time job just writing down bars
Don’t stop just drop keep on writing them bops
Then maybe one day you’ll be hearing the applause
Man my timing looking right
I been working every night
Living two different lives
Never making overtime
So I gotta pick one
And I’m thinking this the one
I’m just praying everyday that I hoped I picked right
Take another listen and just tell me if you with it
You ain’t ever gotta bullshit cause I know that you be trippin
You been reading all the lyrics wonder what have I been missing?
But you better get it now before you getting slim pickings
And it’s really not my choice
But I think I made my choice
Cause my musics making noise
And I’m bringing all my boys
And you better watch you back
Cause they bringing all they toys
And they get a little rowdy when the team ain’t scoring points
( Cullen The Great )
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