JOB

Truest shht I ever spoke Comes at the tail end Of a career when The ground aint even broken in yet Patience of Job Im Just Over Broke Insomnia has taken its toll Can't sleep wondering if next week I'm even awake at all Tumbling down nuthin to break my fall For someone that cares Had them mistaken for See that was yesteryear Crystal clear, lookie hear Peace river that was Mister yeah Now that ship has sailed Now its rillos wit da piff in there Liquor clear fist in air Huey P wicker chair Of my generation Founded in drugs Lost in translation Hip Hop, Love, rap and a plantation Just having simple conversation Sometime it feel like life hate on me When I'm winning Devil gon leave him alone Its a waste of yo time trying killing me I'm a winner Never take this soul of mine, cant buy it Up until they close my eyes im riding Just left down south Had to pull a pop up for Papa bday Whats poppin had to check on my kin Talkin to cuz baby bro coming home after ten But his older brother going back in Once again no group flick Seem every Christmas somebody missing Out da family pic Dead or in prison Its fukked up My Homie did twenty came home His babies grown up I talk to God daily Praise him for grace thank him for safety In the mirror Trying to see where I aged Harder to face Me These signs is catching up Cuz time is passing us, By On the pharcyde of town My people are Spread out andWorlds apart That's how it start huh Funny ironic Huh What once was To no buzz Sometime it feel like life hate on me When I'm winning Devil gon leave him alone Its a waste of yo time trying killing me I'm a winner Never take this soul of mine, cant buy it Up until they close my eyes im riding Nights like this I really miss Colt 45s me and my niggaz Plans of being rich Smoke coke lines We high as shht Off an 8 ball known to brawl, yep Especially if da homies call Underage know it alls Older we gettin and Still don't know it Its clear we know nuthin This year we doin something Disappear from round niggaz Doing nuthin Aint no reason for no bluffing Springs here summer oven By November I'll be baking Real stuffing That's real talk Loving the dressing Like how I dress it Job interviews aint interested Balling or starving I'm an artist Till life dearly depart it Sometime it feel like life hate on me When I'm winning Devil gon leave him alone Its a waste of yo time trying killing me I'm a winner Never take this soul of mine, cant buy it Up until they close my eyes im riding Devil gon leave him alone When I'm winning Leave him alone, killing me, Never Devil gon leave him alone Never take this soul of mine Up until they close my eyes... Yeeaahh Devil gon leave him alone