Jon Connor - Doin My Job lyrics

[Verse 1] Yeah, look, I got my first job at 17 years old Worked at Gregaros in that plaza out on Linden Road Dishwasher trying not to slip on f**ing soap Walk through the kitchen, slipped and burnt my arm on the f**ing stove Long as I make my lil' money, sh** was beautiful Just trying to make some bread to get equipment for my studio Never gave a f** about a job that wasn't music But if it help with my hustle, I'm like f** it, I'ma do it Boss yelling at me, like I give a f** Look, while he's screaming, I'm day dreaming about the day that I'ma live it up Hated every minute, cashing checks and breaking dishes Other n***as feel like this what they want to do for a living Hell naw, I'd rather starve than work this hard for another man Slave every month and barely bring home a couple grand I used to want to spaz and show my a** ya'll, I swear to God Music was my pa**ion and this was just a f**ing job [Bridge] I mean you know what I'm saying I was just a young n***a, just trying to, just trying to get my money Ya know, I ain't want too much, man Just catch me some b**hes at the expo Ya know, hit Pirate's Park up, ya know what I'm saying? [Verse 2] My second job, I was 20 and it wasn't about the money I was moving to Orlando and I couldn't leave with nothing I filled out an application at Big John's Steak and Onion Week later, called me back, I'm like here we go, f** it Now this job was worst than the first My boss was a b**h who used to stress all the time about how I was stocking the chips I told her I would do better like and to told her to s** my dick And the loser that worked the grill was a racist and full of sh** The whole staff like it's life or d**h over fast food Every morning saying short prayers in the bathroom Lord, please tell me you know I don't wanna be here The faster I get money then the faster I can leave here Put a smile on your face, do it for the team's sake They hated that I had a dream outside of flipping cheese steak Always tried to deter me saying no way I could beat the odds Music was my pa**ion, that was just a f**ing job [Bridge] I mean I couldn't stand that b**h, man I'm talking about for real I remember I used to be like drawing like lil' lil' all varsity logos and sh** on the back of receipts in my spare time This b**h told me not to do that because it was making the other workers feel like my mind wasn't on the job b**h, my mind not on the job, what the f** you talking about? [Verse 3] The last job I ever had, waited a month for them to call me back Moving to Miami figure working at this [out to plan to help me get some bread before I leave?] The end result of that was stress, stress and more f**ing stress, yeah all of that Boss' name was Victor and he thought rapping was a mockery He made himself feel better at meetings by f**ing mocking me Possibly, did he think his words was really stopping me Saying, I'm trying to look out for you brother But got it out for me, f** paint, f** drilling, was thinking about a million I don't belong in this place, have you ever had that feeling I respect my co-workers because they had to feed their children But that just wasn't for me and Victor saw that and it k**ed him Young n***a with ambition, taking everything he's dishing That was all I heard, but was strong enough not to listen Donielle called me cause she seen me on the TV spittin' And all she could say was damn yon you really did it [Outro] HA! Now let's be clear man It is nothing wrong with any of these occupations, I'm rapping about I'm just saying if that's not what the f** you wanna do Do NOT let these mother f**ers guilt trip you into doing some sh** you gonna hate for the rest of your life Chase your dream don't let nothing stop you sh**, that's what I did, I'm living proof, and I'm from Flint Michigan, and if I can do it, any of ya'll can do it Straight up, man, ain't no excuses, excuses is useless, I mean that sh** If you don't wanna do it, quit that mother f**ing job immediately, n***a Fore you f**ing look around and it's 20 years later, n***a And you wondering how the f** you got gray hairs with THESE mother f**ers Now what I'm saying?