Unemployed

Tierra Whack

18 Mar 2019

Lirik

Unemployed (Clean) - Tierra Whack

Lyrics by:Tierra Whack/Kenete Simms

Composed by:Tierra Whack/Kenete Simms

I must be a criminal

Yo

Keep your talkin' minimal

Yo

'Cause most of it's subliminal

Yo

And it'll put you in a critical

Yo yo

Used to be invisible

Yo

They would refer to me as mythical

Yo

Sippin' on Mastika yeah I sip it slow

Yo

Not on my level not on your tippy-toes

Yo

Walk in the bank and I yell Gimme those

Yo

Hot as a stove yeah I'm wearin' Fendi clothes

Yo

I'm want my spot yeah look at Wendy nose

Yo

My n***as eatin' they gettin' minerals

Yo

If you throw shots then you know my men'll roll

Yo

Up on your block now you lookin' pitiful

Yo

Tinted the windows I need a minute yo

Yo

I'll leave your missus all mad and miserable

Go

You picked the wrong time to pick a fight

Your b***h a dyke she think she Ike

You sippin' on a drink that's spiked

Enough for you to say goodnight

For the rest of your life

I know your sons won't miss you

I did a favor for them n***as

Took a loss to a winner

Rick Ross you been dinner

You ain't fly I make your wings stop

I'm real as f**k and your ring's not

Fresh as hell like a king's socks

Your real car is a slingshot

Don't need a gun I use a slingshot

If I was a beverage

You would have to drink hot

Got a job I gotta do

Yo

I get down and dirty too

Yo

What it is What it do

Yo

Same s**t nothin' new

Yo yo

Got a job I gotta do

Yo

I get down and dirty too

Yo

What it is What it do

Yo

Same s**t nothin' new

Yo

Got a job I gotta do

Yo

I get down and dirty too

Yo

What it is What it do

Yo

Same s**t nothin' new

Yo

Got a job I gotta do

Yo

I get down and dirty too

Yo

What it is What it do

Yo

Same s**t nothin' new

Go

Havin' flashbacks where yo' past at

Where the cash at Ayo pass that

I will stab backs just for bags racks

Front on me and I'll punch yo' a*s flat

Are you okay Please don't ask that

I don't act black got a fat cat

You a rat-rat rat-a-tat-tat-tat-a-tat-tat

Tattoos but you can't see 'em

Ice cold yeah I'm goin' skiin'

I get around at the Colosseum

Used to roam around with no pot to pee in

I was pissed off

Get away with murder like Christophe

You get crisscrossed in the big loft

I'm a big boss

So much sauce I drip broth

The wait is over I'm takin' over

Yo

You're overweight you ate a soda

Yo

I'm super sober you doin' coke

Yo

Coca-Cola

Yo yo

Ahead of you like a closure

Yo

When Troy died I had to find some closure

Yo

Don't push me b***h I am not a stroller

Yo

Pop off on a n***a like bread in toaster

Yo

Double D-cup you should use a coaster

Yo

I'm on the post I need the deal like kosher

Yo

So I shop it over blue faces

Yo

And I call 'em Grovers

Yo

Butter pecan Rover I'm that odor

Yo

Wanna be like me when I get older

Yo

Talked to God then he came over

Yo

Talked to God then he came over

Yo

Got a job I gotta do

Yo

I get down and dirty too

Yo

What it is What it do

Yo

Same s**t nothin' new

Yo yo

Got a job I gotta do

Yo

I get down and dirty too

Yo

What it is What it do

Yo

Same s**t nothin' new

Yo

Got a job I gotta do

Yo

I get down and dirty too

Yo

What it is What it do

Yo

Same s**t nothin' new

Yo

Got a job I gotta do

Yo

I get down and dirty too

Yo

What it is What it do

Yo

Same s**t nothin' new

Go

 

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