This is a song about "I aint got no job"

A mother’s son dead, was killed by some kids popped

No job, got robbed, by the mob, i sobbed.

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

I'm just sayin' i got fuckin' problems, mama's got a job,

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Only got one chance to make a great tape aint no retakes, aint no bonuses,

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

Big homie hov said i am close

You niggas aint got no hoes

Bout time i got my respect

I aint got time for disrespect

Blood gang aint no new thang, i aint new to dis shit

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit

You aint got time for no hoes, i aint even got time for time off

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