| I will never go back to a day job
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| Working like a slave to get my pay up
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| No, you can’t move me with manipulation
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| No, I create what’s in my heart so pay up, so pay up
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| I will never go back to a day job
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| Working like a slave to get my pay up
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| No, you can’t move me with manipulation
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| No, I create what’s in my heart so pay up, so pay up
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| I can’t stand working I can’t even hold a job
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| Plus my license is suspended once again so I can’t drive
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| I got stopped the other day by some faggot ass cops
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| Fucking pigs done hit me hard wit 7 tickets with no cause
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| Now I got nowhere to go and no money to spend
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| I just started a job but now I have to quit
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| I just remembered I got kids all the world that say I am the shit
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| I just remember I got half a zip
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| Stuffed in a bag it is time to get lit
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| Feeling my pockets I got no more chips
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| Leading me to have no more confidence
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| Oh, I think the only option that I got left is this music
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| I done finally found a way to create so, why not use it?
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| I’ve been walking around with my head down for too long
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| Made myself a promise bout this life and made it to a song
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| I will never go back to a day job
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| Working like a slave to get my pay up
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| No, you can’t move me with manipulation
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| No, I create what’s in my heart so pay up, so pay up
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| I will never go back to a day job
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| Working like a slave to get my pay up
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| No, you can’t move me with manipulation
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| No, I create what’s in my heart so pay up, so pay up
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| I been working all damn week, with no sleep
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| I been dragging myself up outta bed, no time to eat
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| I been falling asleep, driving my car down the street
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| I zoned out, almost hit a fucking wall in front of me
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| My bank account is empty
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| And so is my self esteem
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| My gas tank is on E
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| And so is my sanity
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| But no one’s touching my beats
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| And no one’s touching my words
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| Ima rise up from defeat
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| Bitch, so fuck what you heard
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| I will never go back to a day job
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| Working like a slave to get my pay up
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| No, you can’t move me with manipulation
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| No, I create what’s in my heart so pay up, so pay up
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| I will never go back to a day job
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| Working like a slave to get my pay up
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| No, you can’t move me with manipulation
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| No, I create what’s in my heart so pay up, so pay up |