[Intro]Ok, I lost my job last night, picked up my paycheckBut thirty-five percent of it gone already‘Cause Uncle Sam get paid yetMama now bitchin’ bout this rantI aint even gon’ say shitAnd half of whats left goes to herWhy? cause I aint use that latex, damnCheese sandwich and chips drinkin’ my Toyota ’96At least that blunt is lit, they life is what you make itI’m out trying makin’ moneyAnd
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