Transit - Workaholic lyrics

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Transit - Workaholic lyrics

Verse 1: I got kickball withdrawal took a sudden pitfall Never thought from HipHop I would need pit stop Tryna find a 4 leaf clover in the dirt oh for sure I'm the stressed out coworker slaving over overtures It's really dope when the fans come & the words But they see a ghost of a man cuz I'm overworked & then I'm underpaid, but yo that come with age I find peace in the summer shade & every-time that I wanna turn & run away I look my son in the eyes and brave another day So indie..no manager ... Im a slave.. To a calendar Why you filming fireworks on a camera? Looking at a phones so long we're missing planet earth Hook (Dj CrossWalk) So I toast to my freedom til the day that it k**s me (put your gla** high) Verse 2: Gettin close to makin it but I just need a break Wifey mad cuz I'm taking calls while eatin steak Piece of cake? naw it's not a piece of cake Cuz I missed my sons birthday I was rappin he was eating cake They say keep it real then they go and torrent it How will keep it real put christmas presents under ornaments? Exhaustion til the coffin never stoppin' But I don't have an option i'm tryna make the top 10 Stressed out pullin out hair follicles Only way to stop is a bottle full Ya the critics in an article… could never take away my heart of gold Could never walk in my shoes like barbie clothes I'm workin you in party mode! Workaholic, I got far to go Workaholic, just call me Ari Gold Hook (Dj CrossWalk) So I toast to my freedom til the day that it k**s me (put your gla** high) It doesn't feel as good when theres blood in the champagne & when you break down on the side of the fast lane & all of your friends only know of your rap name Cuz no-one really knows you outside the rap game The quest for royalties will check ya loyalty When money drips in the pure just like an oil leak I'm just tryna be a person first and a rapper second This a dream I've been chasin since my adolescents Life lessons iridescent see my name in fluorescents Far from heaven, transgressions runnin from the omnipresent Sicka being sloppy seconds I'm just tryna pay expenses Cop a benz & christmas presents & do it all independent To all my people on up their grizzly Watch for the red in the bottom of bubbly Cuz you don't know who's blood shed off for that fizzy So i toast to my freedom til the day that it k**s me Hook (Dj CrossWalk) So I toast to my freedom til the day that it k**s me (put your gla** high)