| I’ve been workin’this graveshift and I ain’t made shit
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| I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
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| I’ve been workin’this graveshift and I ain’t made shit
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| I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
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| Man, man, man
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| If my manager insults me again I will be assaulting him
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| After I fuck the manager up then I’m gonna shorten the register up Let’s go back, back to the Gap
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| Look at my check, wasn’t no scratch
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| So if I stole, wasn’t my fault
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| Yeah I stole, never got caught
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| They take me to the back and pat me Askin’me about some khakis
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| But let some black people walk in I bet they show off their token blackie
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| Oh now they love Kanye, let’s put him all in the front of the store
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| Saw him on break next to the 'No Smoking’sign with a blunt and a Marl'
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| Takin’my hits, writin’my hits
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| Writin’my rhymes, playin’my mind
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| This fuckin’job can’t help him
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| So I quit, y’all welcome
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| Y’all don’t know my struggle
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| Y’all can’t match my hustle
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| You can’t catch my hustle
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| You can’t fathom my love dude
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| Lock yourself in a room doin’five beats a day for three summers
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| That’s a different world like Cree Summers
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| I deserve to do these numbers
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| The kid that made that deserves that Maybach
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| So many records in my basement
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| I’m just waitin’on my spaceship, blaow
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| I’ve been workin’this graveshift and I ain’t made shit
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| I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
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| I’ve been workin’this graveshift and I ain’t made shit
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| I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
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| Man, I’m talkin’way past the sky
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| Let’s go, yeah
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| And I didn’t even try to work a job
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| Represent the mob
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| At the same time thirsty on the grind
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| Chi state of mind
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| Lost my momma, lost my mind
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| +My life, my love+ that’s not mine
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| Why you ain’t signed?
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| Wasn’t my time
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| Leave me alone, work for y’all
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| Half of it’s yours, half of it’s mine
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| Only one to ball
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| Never one to fall
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| Gotta get mine
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| Gotta take mine
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| Got a tech nine
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| Reach my prime
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| Gotta make these haters respect mine
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| In the mall 'til 12 when my schedule wore headset nine
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| Puttin’those pants (?) on shelves
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| Waitin’paitently I ask myself
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| Where I wanna go, where I wanna be Life is much more than runnin’in the streets
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| Holla at 'ye, hit me with the beat
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| Put me on my feet
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| Sound so sweet
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| Yes I’m the same ol’G, same goatee
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| Stayin’low key, nope
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| Holler at God «Man why’d you had to take my folks?»
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| Hope to see Freddy G., Yusef G Love my G, Rolly G Police watch me smoke my weed and count my G’s
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| Got a lot of people countin’on me And I’m just tryin’to find my peace
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| Should of finished school like my niece
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| Then I wouldn’t finally wouldn’t use my piece, blaow
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| Aw man, this pressure
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| I’ve been workin’this graveshift and I ain’t made shit
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| I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
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| I’ve been workin’this graveshift and I ain’t made shit
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| I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
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| I remember havin’to take the dollar cab
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| Comin’home real late at night
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| Standin’on my feet all damn day
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| Tryin’to make this thing right
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| And havin’one of my co-workers say «Yo you look just like
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| This kid I seen in the old Busta Rhymes video the other night»
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| Well easy come, easy go How that sayin’goes
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| No more broad service, cars, and them TV shows
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| I all had that snatched from me And all the faculties all turn their back on me And didn’t wanna hear a rap from me So naturally actually had to face things factually
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| Had to be a catastrophe with the fridgest starin’back at me Cuz nothing’s there, nothing’s fair
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| I don’t wanna ever go back there
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| So I won’t be takin’no days off 'til my spaceship takes off
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| I’ve been workin’this graveshift and I ain’t made shit
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| I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
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| I’ve been workin’this graveshift and I ain’t made shit
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| I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
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| I wanna fly, I wanna fly
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| I said I want my chariot to pick me up And take a brother for a ride |