[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Uh, Bobby Sessions
Feel it, that's how I do it
Yeah, High Standardz
Yeah, yeah, aye, aye, uh

[Verse 1]
What you think you've become
I stopped thinking I need a job working
For somebody never can making wealth when you
Hate the fact you're even there, I don't
Recommend many relationships with the
People who never want you to win, we all
Have the power, knowledge to make it big
But forgot everything we learned as kids

[Hook]
Guess I'm in the door
Too old to listen to you (Aye)
Too old to hear new perspective on all this shit work around here
Too old to listen to you
You too young to know shit
Know shit, know shit (Yeah, yeah)
Too old to listen to you
Too old to hear new perspective on all this shit work around here
Too old to listen to you
You too young to know shit
Know shit
[Verse 2]
The tell the kids, "You can do anything!"
But I feel that ain't true
Kid grows to eighteen
You tell the kid everything they can't do
Kid dreams real big to get rich
To get fame, fly planes and make moves
Kid shares big dreams with mom, dad
They preach jobs, learn trades and take school
Collect debt, gimme your job
My people told me that I need a job to survive
I keep a nine to five, work for a living
I wonder what's the point of living
When you dying inside
I love music so I make music
It's music to my ears to create music
Do you love the money that you make
From a job that you hate?
No

[Hook]
But I'm in the door
Too old to listen to you
Too old to hear new perspective on all this shit work around here
Too old to listen to you
You too young to know shit
Know shit, aye
Too old to listen to you
Too old to hear new perspective on all this shit work around here
Too old to listen to you
Too young to know shit
[Outro]
I'm bitter, aye
I'm bitter
Yeah, yeah, I'm bitter
I'm bitter aye
I'm bitter
I'm bitter, aye
Yeah, aye