This stress is killin' me The pressure is agony Those people work till they break While others just take
Stop begging, get a job Get a gun, motherfucker, go on and rob I’m up at 5 AM, did my work and You sleep all day wondering why you’re broke Then you get on the phone and sweat your friends Sad stories, sad stories never end You claim you’re fly but always need You’re always broke but got money for weed
I got a problem too I keep seeing you I got a problem too I keep helping you
I got a problem too I keep seeing you I got a problem too I keep helping you
Get a job, motherfucker Learn to rob, motherfucker Get a job, motherfucker Learn to rob, motherfucker
Do you carry a gun? You sit still You never pay me back and never will And we can man it out, you breaking my balls Till I give the fuck up and block your call I’m the bad guy with a bank account You just move to your next friend and burn him out Everyone knows this guy, this shit’s true Or maybe this song’s about you
I got a problem too I keep seeing you I got a problem too I keep helping you
I got a problem too I keep seeing you I got a problem too I keep helping you
Get a job, motherfucker Learn to rob, motherfucker Get a job, motherfucker Learn to rob, motherfucker
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