I come home late from work, and it’s been a tough night,
I give my heart to one broad, the others get the pipe
My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise
I don't think it will work out, school just ain't my thing for the price
When you let that nigga grab your naked ass
I'mma work for everything i have
Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape
At his funeral his mom was 9 days late,
That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last
I'ma work for everything i have
Who the fuck is the academy i want a reward for all my hard work equal score
Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for
Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice
I don't think it will work out; school just ain't my thing for the price
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