get a job

this stress is killing 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 meek

you're always broke but you're lying for weeks

i got problems

too

i keep seeing you

i got a problem

too

i keep helping you

i got problems

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 problems

too

i keep seeing you

i got a problem

too

i keep helping you

i got problems

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

get a job!