J See - Ain't Cuttin' lyrics

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J See - Ain't Cuttin' lyrics

LYRICS to ''Ain't Cuttin'' CHORUS: Job Centre ain't paying my doe I'm working and my manager is cussing me though, (Oh God!) I don't wanna be a victim fo' sure, (Uh Huh!) This job life ain't really cuttin' no more (No Way!) Minimum wage and dumb sh** I Trod on those Like I signed up for low income and poo in toes I don't have no money and I broke my last phone I don't even have a spare phone to call my home. X1 1ST VERSE: Cause It has been a very bad week (What!) Today I have clocked I've had nothing to eat, (Hungry!) I was in the streets, Hustling tryna make pees,(Uh Huh!) When I saw my paigions chilling on the other side of the street My first sign was skeet skeet, heard them n***as beep As I jetted off on my bike bussing three wheelies Riding man as my phone dropped dramatically, (Eyy!) Infront of public I picked it up and put the battery back to piece My phone turned on and the gla** was shattered, (What!) I could not get mad on road I'll look like a maggot Was supposed to drop three shots so f**ing quick Come back & smoke that loud pack like a sound-kit Now I'm very pissed cause dem man were driving white whips And I'm stuck here losing money tryna make grands flip f**ing pissed how the f** am I supposed to replace this? I tell you what, I have no clue but Imma tell you this Ah sh**! CHORUS: Job Centre ain't paying my doe I'm working and my manager is cussing me though, (Oh God!) I don't wanna be a victim fo' sure This job life ain't really cuttin' no more (No Way!) Minimum wage and dumb sh** I trod on those Like I signed up for low income and poo in toes I don't have no money and I broke my last phone I don't even have a spare phone to call my home X1 2ND VERSE: I don't even have a job was supposed to get full time But the whole planned flopped and I wasted full time That's 28 days of slave labour and false lies Getting deceived to being in the system of weak mind I did not get paid for work experience, (Trust Me!) But I did give the man on top million privilege That's like the whole thing of being a black slave Who does what his told and gets slapped & spit on face To that extent the whole world gets f**ed in the backside That ain't mankind to get slumped from a white guy Cause' even if I had a job I'll be earning six-five, (Wooo!) And That's 6 point 5 hours of my body drive, (Yes!) Still if I wanted to work more hours, work on nights They'll still give me less shifts and give me more time To find depressing ways to rob banks and take lives Cause the system just doesn't want us to live They all want us to die Cause CHORUS: Job Centre ain't paying my doe I'm working and my manager is cussing me though, (Oh God!) I don't wanna be a victim fo' sure, (Uh Huh!) This job life ain't really cuttin' no more, (No Way!) Minimum wage and dumb sh** I trod on those Like I signed up for low income and poo in toes I don't have no money and I broke my last phone I don't even have a spare phone to call my home X1 BRIDGE: I don't even f** with nobody The thing that makes me angry Is when you know people talk sh** I mind my own biz its priceless for you to do this So why don't you do it? Your in no form to talk sh** You might have the public fooled But the proof is in the pudding where the rice is, (f** Em!) Don't be acting like I won't bring no crisis And cross you out where Christ is You wanna feel me now check this! (What!) 3RD VERSE: The revolution starts now my friends, (Uh Uh!) Tell your f**ing manager to choke on a pen If your manager tries to tell you bout your life Tell your manager he or she can buck me in my ends And if your boys wanna chat sh** & turn two faced, (What!) Smile and say Siamese twins ain't real fam they fake, (Dickhead!) And if your family wanna come on some next antics, (Yep!) Just keep calm and don't f**ing care, (No Way!) Now don't have no fear in the world Stupid guys calling grown but f**ing little girls You can catch me on sight because I'm realer on my ones But you can't catch a n***a who's opposite of our turf, (p**y!) f** a Job Centre they can s** on my nuts, (Pricks!) Giving migrants houses but I'm here sleeping in parks I wasn't born to be black, broke and crust But the system just won't allow us to grow tough so were f**ed.. CHORUS: Job Centre ain't paying my doe I'm working and my manager is cussing me though, (Oh God!) I don't wanna be a victim fo' sure, (Uh Huh!) This job life ain't really cuttin' no more (No Way!) Minimum wage and dumb sh** I trod on those Like I signed up for low income and poo in toes I don't have no money and I broke my last phone I don't even have a spare phone to call my home X1 Verse 4: Listen! My manager wasn't paying me The Job Centre wasn't even helping me I get 6.50 a week I don't have a day job but I do smoke weed I f** bad Bs every single week My family think I'm a joke and a thein None of my mates take me seriously But I guarantee they gon' love me when I get pee OUTRO: I saw 5 f**ing n***as they were fighting outside (What!) They were fighting out what? They were fighting outside. X3