[Chorus]
I'm bout to roll my weed... but I'm rolling skimps... hey
I still been on my job... tryna, take care of my kid
& Ive been on my grind & on my sh**
I never thought that I would ever see the world like this but... hey
My niqqa life goes on, hey, my niqqa life goes on
[Verse 1]
I'm sick of my day job & my dumba** co-workers
Who always saying something smart with an attitude
You wake up & you be mad at who?
You drag your attitude to work & give it to everyone after you
b**h, we work the same job that you do
Don't come f** up my day cuz you focused on tryna do you
I'm tired too & I don't wanna be here either
You need to sit down & take a breather
You ain't the only one paying bills
I learned that stress is a b**h
& guess what? We all gotta meet her
sh** gets a little deeper, I ain't coming at you rude
But I came to do my job & you f**ing up my mood
& now I wanna leave & thats money I know I lose
Money I know I need but I don't need this from you
Uhh... So if I spaz
Don't act like I ain't warned your lil selfish a**
So Imma relax cuz
[Chorus]
Break it down, break it down
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
See, I wake up to the same sh**
Brush my teeth, smoke a blunt & give my dame a kiss
Back into the world I go niqqa
Its getting harder, yeah I know niqqa
You couldn't stand to take a close picture
I'm at this bus stop, hot as f**
Givin it my all but its not enough
I got all of this sh** thats poppin up
Losing control of my balance
Spending more on my habits
Tryna establish my talent
I think I'm ready but... you will never understand me
I wanna chase a dream but sh**, I gotta feed a family
I gotta voice niqqa... but it don't mean sh**
If you ain't talking about a hundred hoes up on your dick
So sh**, I'm at the point where I feel that I gotta pick
& at the end of the day, I'm picking this
Ain't that about a b**h?
But f** it, I guess thats how life goes
My life is the Wright Road but on the low
I'm bout to go & let em know
[Chorus]
Break it down, break it down
[Chorus]