Verse 1
Yo I never went to college
Now I'm setting tables with crackers and four olives
Keep my mind set like my silverware, polished
Honest, I don't love it but I like to do the things that keep me modest.. so
Push the wine rack back to the dish-pit
Hand another pink lemonade to the rich kid
Dappin' up the homies at the wait station
It takes patients to make statements
So for now I keep waitin' like
Order, order up
I tell the truth cause I can't afford to bluff
New view's what I'm on the boarder of
Better get a clue before the door is shut, sure enough
I'm just like you, everyday
Sore legs when I'm puttin' on my shoes, everyday
Some win, some loose, some can't afford the shoes umm
I guess we all still got a price to pay like
Hook
I never went to college
Now I'm setting tables with crackers and four olives
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Verse 2
They said 45 fan folds find me when you're done
Then it's order, order up sunny, help me with a run
That's steak to table 12, ice cream to 41
OJ to 17 please don't forget the rum like
Get it, got it, good
I'd do this any day, don't get it misunderstood
I blessed that I have a job, and some food in the fridge
No debt, and a place I can live to call the crib cause
It's obvious, college I never went
Now honestly I get caught up in f**in' just paying rent
But there's plenty more to life than dollars and making cents
I see the proof in every penny that I've spent
So I'mma stack them dishes
Grab food from the kitchen
Buss tables like I'm steady on a mission
Gotta stay positive and better my position
Then I'll pa** it off to anybody out there who will listen cause
Hook
I never went to college
Now I'm setting tables with crackers and four olives
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