Obie Trice - Dope Jobs Homeless lyrics

sh**ted on, ran from it (I did it all) I sold dope, watch fiends crave for rock Watch 'em watching me put the stash in my sock (Hey! Yo! Yo!) Walkie-talk to n***as from the corner when the Feds 'bout to enter Pumped up blocks some of the winter Kerosene heaters by feet, takin tops off just so a n***a can eat lunchmeat Four days no Z's, from the first to the third End of the month to excited to get sleep, I bagged up 2's Aggravated by picky motherf**ers who don't know which rock to choose (Picky man) Took outta town trips, two seconds in a son of a b**h NARCs run in talking sh** (who dis?) I know about dope, lost my man Lou to the coke Pumping over there off of DeSoto Any n***a who don't know about this I hit ya with the Iron Mike quote "That's Ludicrous" sh**tin in the tub, pissing in the tub, Hepititis B inflicted in a thug I know about that sh** right there Hey yo, I know about that sh** right there Hey yo, Dope, Jobs, Homeless, I did it all Y'all n***as can't tell me sh** Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all Who the f** goin' to tell me sh**? Dope, Jobs, Homeless... I don't had jobs black Boss man yelling at the top of his lungs about a f**in Fat Burger! We damn near fired, restaurant manager who can't manage sh** Stressed out retired, I'm talking about blacks You work all week for Boo, and one day your man Boo just collapse Bricks, houses, cars A b**h who drops her drawls for a n******g who can really floss Five twenty five can make your mouth leak and on top of that sh** You get a check every week You work a week in the hole, with thirty motherf**ers on pay roll You work when they want you to Equal opportunity? n***a right, suburban community check stubs always hella tight My sh** looking like this I got a b**h a baby and I need a place to piss Pissed off at check time cuz I was skipped That's when obie trice start co*kin' back his sh** (f** this) Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all Y'all n***as can't tell me sh** Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all Who the f** gonna tell me sh** I done been homeless, no place to sleep Moms don't wanna hear it no place to eat Pa** out on my mans couch just for a week Till he get fed up and kick a n***a to the street (Get the f** outta here, dogg!) Black out from cold, freezin' my toes Snow f**in over my boots, my Tims froze Face turnin blue, cars ridin by with the little children on the inside pointin at you (mommy look at that man) f**ed over folks, and they don't wanna see ya Baby momma gotta new n***a with a Visa Sleepin in cars, abandoned sh** While the rats eat the wires you be prayin and sh** (Please, Lord, please!) Close to pneumonia Wishin for heat, like damn if only I came up in California Plottin on a (?), like stickin your mans Damn, you know he got at least a grand in his pants Face lookin old, despite the fact your only 20 years old Stuck in the cold Snot drippin profusely Taking the alley route so my ex-cutie wouldn't notice me Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all Who the f** goin' to tell me sh** Dope, Jobs, Homeless, I did it all Y'all n***as can't tell me sh** Hey yo, Dope, Jobs, Homeless, I did it all Who the f** gonna tell me sh**? Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all Motherf**er, I don't did it all Yeah! sh** is real out there, yeah Nap Entertainment, 2000 f** n***a