So i'll probably end up working at mcdonalds, spittin' this rage,
Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change
Working 10 hour shifts at a supermarket,
Double m-g not to mention we got that
Miss hard working, shit spurt mess.
I treat bitches straight up, like simon says
I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome
Dad working so hard, mind overblown
I'm working hard at this, i was never the one to quit
I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet
I'm trying to clear shit up, and make sure my concerts working,
And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing
Working for an nonpaying business.
But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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