| Lords knows I work hard
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| But I still gotta stay on my job
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| 'Cause I ain’t tryna get laid off
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| Won’t stop until the day that I’m a boss
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| I know somebody tired of assisted livin'
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| Wakin' every mornin' sayin', «I gotta get it»
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| Focus on the paper can give you tunnel vision
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| Drug dealin', stackin', flippin' just tryna make a livin'
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| Baby shakin' on the pole just to make tuition
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| Single mommas facin' drama so they can feed they children
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| Niggas strung out on that dope just 'cause they had a taste
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| And niggas droppin' out of school on the paper chase
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| Who am I to hate? |
| I ain’t judgin' 'cause I can relate
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| Skippin' school, gettin' high, just tryna motivate
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| Just tryna make it 'til I make it to them pearly gates
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| Lost too many homies, can’t face another wake
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| Another loss, another cop, another mistake, nothin' stand in my way
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| I went through a hurricane of pain and I’m standin' today
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| And if you outchea on your grind, fuck whoever hate
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| Just pay attention and concentrate
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| Yeah nigga, it’s crunch time
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| And I’m just tryna eat just like a kid at lunch time
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| And if you thought it was joke, it ain’t no punchline
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| Ain’t nothin' standin' in my way, I’m 'bout to get mine, it’s hard work
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| Lords knows I work hard
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| But I still gotta stay on my job
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| 'Cause I ain’t tryna get laid off
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| Won’t stop 'til the day that I’m a boss, yo, it’s hard work
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| Lords knows I work hard
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| But I still got to stay on my job
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| And I ain’t taking no days off
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| Won’t stop 'til the day it pays off, it’s hard work, yeah
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| Yeah, I’m speakin' real so you gon' believe me
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| First of all, nobody said that it was gon' be easy
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| And you don’t see the pain, you just see what’s on the TV
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| When you don’t let them keep the change, then they call you greedy
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| Now they all on social media talkin' greezy
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| Would get the guns but my sons and my daughters need me
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| I get it off soon as it comes, make your order speedy
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| I’m on a hell of a run, I thank the Lord completely
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| I’m puttin' overtime in, so I’m sorta sleepy
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| And I haven’t slept in years, so that’s sorta creepy
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| Gotta beat me fair and square but you ain’t gonna cheat me
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| Carry the weight of the world on my shoulders weekly
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| Blame the universe, that’s how the stars work
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| Yeah, play your hand that’s how the cards work
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| Nah, ain’t nothin' planned, this is God’s work
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| Uh, we workin' hard 'cause it’s hard work
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| Yeah nigga, it’s crunch time
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| And I’m just tryna eat just like a kid at lunch time
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| And if you thought it was joke, it ain’t no punchline
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| Ain’t nothin' standin' in my way, I’m 'bout to get mine, it’s hard work
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| Lords knows I work hard
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| But I still gotta stay on my job
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| 'Cause I ain’t tryna get laid off
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| Won’t stop 'til the day that I’m a boss, yo, it’s hard work
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| Lords knows I work hard
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| But I still got to stay on my job
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| And I ain’t taking no days off
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| Won’t stop 'til the day it pays off, it’s hard work, yeah
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| It’s hard work, yeah
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| It’s hard, it’s hard work, yeah
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| It’s hard work, yeah
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| It’s hard, it’s hard work, yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Job , by - August Alsina. Song from the album This Thing Called Life, in the genre R&B