Retail

[Hook 1]

I been working like it's retail

Clocking hours like it's retail

Mama kept me off them streets so I ain't see jail

She said I'm better off in retail--



[Verse 1]

And I been working on this grave shift

And I ain't really ever made shit

Wishing I could buy myself a spaceship, and fly

Just like the college dropout, everybody in the streets told me college was a copout

I would rather be in classes than ducking when them cops out

Then they see my skin and it's *gunshot* when them shots out

Couldn't be a product of the system although money is the mission

If I ever jugged a n***a, God would give me no forgiveness

Know some n***as serving dimes, know some n***as serving nicks

What's your vice? Take your pick

I used to wanna do it too, but I ain't cut out for that shit

Can't be like you other n***as, fake as fuck, counterfeit



[Hook 2]

And I been working like it's retail

I'm clocking hours like it's retail

Mama kept me off them streets so I ain't see jail

She said I'm better off in retail

And I been working all this retail

Thanking God I haven't seen jail

Still recording thoughts and all my details

I don't wanna work in retail



[Verse 2]

Dropped the job, had to hit em with a 2-week notice

Making more off mp3s, so I'm getting focused

I regret the college letters, but I'm doing better

Wish I saw this wasn't for me, better late than never

Told my mom I'm bout to dropout just to run a business, self-owned is the mission

Cell phone numbers switching, people wonder why I'm missing

Everybody coming to me with they hands out

Asking me for funds, I pretend I can't count

And everybody got an angle

And everybody think I'm famous

Collecting all my funds like everybody else

So I'm a tad bit confused why everybody wants my help like...



[Hook]