MoSS - Dope Jobs Homeless lyrics

[Intro] sh**ted on, ran from it (I did it all) [Verse 1] I sold dope, watched fiends crave for rock Watch 'em watchin 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, summer to winter Kerosene heaters by my feet Takin tops off, just so a n***a can eat lunch meat Four days, no Z's From the first to third, end of the month, I'm too 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 this son of a b**h, NARCs run in, talkin sh** (Who dis?) I know about dope, I lost my man Lou to the coke Pumpin 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, pissin in the tub Hepatitis B inflicted in a thug I know about that sh** right there [Hook] 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... [Verse 2] I done had jobs black Boss man yellin at the top of his lungs about a f**in Big Mac He damn near fired A restaurant manager who can't manage sh**, stressed out retired I'm talkin about blacks You work all week with Boo and one day your man Boo just collapse His breakdown's 'caused by his b**h, who dropped the drawers For a n***a who could really floss Five twenty-five, it make your mouth leak And on top of that sh**, you get a check every other week You work a week in the hole, there's thirty motherf**ers on payroll You work when they want you to Equal opportunity? n***a right Suburban community check stubs always hella tight And my sh** lookin like this (Damn!) I got a b**h, a baby and I need a place to piss Pissed off at check time cause I was skipped That's when Obie Trice start co*kin back his sh** (f** this!) [Hook] 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**? [Verse 3] I done been homeless, no place to sleep Moms don't wanna hear it, no place to eat (C'mon Maa!) Ppa** out on my man's couch, just for a week Till he get fed up and kick a n***a to the street (Get the f** outta here, dawg!) 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** And 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 lick like, stickin your mans Cause damn, you know he got at least a grand in his pants Face lookin old, despite the fact you only 20 years old Stuck in the cold, snot drippin profusely Takin the alley routes, so my ex-cutie won't notice me [Hook] 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 done did it all [Outro] Yeah! sh** is real out there, yeah Nap Entertainment, 2000 f** n***a