Oh, when you talk, everybody’s getting bored/
You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford
It's a fools fatewithout your word
Puttin in work, to much work,
I like the way they dribble up and down the court
Wrighting all these raps when im feeling bored,
All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style
You see me at work, you never see me smile
Before work time is at its beginning,
You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening
But i'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing
I work at dolly dimples, flip pizzas for a living
When we already at the house full of our, home work
Saying they all different, but i don’t show them no effort
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