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Every days a clock in don't be fool, everybody watching what you do
Wanna get away like it's southwest Too pressed to impress a bunch of screwed
people like me And I been thinking I'ma disappear
Leave you all hanging like a chandelier with the lights on
Wanna see a pretty face from here, never too far
Got two jobs, get money and keep my screws on
Old, don't hit the cell, I ain't picking up, headass
Money on the line, bet it ain't enough, headass
Shorty looking fine when the angle rough
Drunk nights can't hold the camera up, headass
A lil' wine, lil' dine, big smoke Now a n***a sinking
Woah, now a n***a thinking Woah, now a n***a thinking
I got PTO Yeah, I'm still getting money
I think it's time to go To the land of the milk and honey
I'm a fan of a day off Can we plan for a day off
I only rap on megaphones Down to crack a hater's dome
The poison comes in many forms The makeup cannot hide your horns
Money froze, chili cheese I been with them busy bees
I just want them city keys Now get the fuck away from me
Born with everything, it feel like Maybelline I'm a smooth criminal without the lean
I know that you hate it when I gotta leave Before I leave
A lil' wine, lil' dine, big smoke Now a n***a sinking
Woah, now a n***a thinking Woah, now a n***a thinking
I got PTO Yeah, I'm still getting money
I think it's time to go To the land of the milk and honey
I'm a fan of a day off Can we plan for a day off
I'm a fan of a day off Can we plan for a day off



Autor(en): Silas Doss Copyright: Songs Of Formula 1



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