Left chicago with good money for 5 drops
Quit your job call your boss a slob who needs a wash
I'm just sayin' i got fuckin' problems, mama's got a job,
Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top
I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got
He couldnt flip a pancake.. i wonder how he got the job
Its like a all year long job sorta of a bummer
Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer
The principle came up and she said i did a good job,
She can only take so much more than her heart got
Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest
Almost nobody does a job to prevent
Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop
Get you ready for your new job
Get a good job, follow your dreams
At the age of 16, credit card scam schemes
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