This is a song about "Job done"

Please don't let me be pigeonholed in no regular job

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

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

I was sloppy but i got the job done, one night when she was home alone.

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

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

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

I am scrolling through these sites like its my motherfucking job,

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

I watched my ma whip up work fukk a havin a job

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

My brother need a new job