Doin’ my job

We gon’ try again
We gon’ try again
We gon’ try again
We gon’ try again

I know there's money to make
Thought I was catching my break
Still at my job everyday
Can’t put your pride in the bank
I need some sugar and shine
Need me a slice of that pie
They took a slice of my pride
Turning my blood into wine
How can I make me some time
I never got time (time)
I’m missing holidays but in a lot of ways I’m still gifted
Regardless if it’s Christmas
Snooze my alarm again
And Allah might come to get me
Before I ride away in that Bentley
This what hе said
“You might not wake up if you snooze it again”
You can’t let a nеw era get to your head
Dress for the camera and casket again
Funny how you look the best when you at the top
Funny how you look the same when your a** die
Respect the dead, they gon’ ask me
But you can’t see Gucci shoes in a casket
There’s gotta be better ways
Ti lengthen my resume
I wish I could get away
I might just try today
Grow wings and fly away
Might lose my mind today
Need something right away, away
Away, away, away, away, away, away, away
Away, away, away, away, away, away, away

Never expected a medal for doing my job
You never need a receipt when you give it to God
But how can I prove I’m alive
My blood and my sweat is a sign
My OG would pull me aside
And tell me it’s do or you die
I got back pain, I got carried away
Migraine, pop pill everyday
Max Payne on minimum wage
Tax break, they take everything
To be frank, I feel like I’m Saint
Heavy bags, Louis and Saint
What if I give it away

I might just try today (overworked, underpaid)
Grow wings and fly away
Might lose my mind today
Need something right away, away
Away, away, away, away, away, away, away
Away, away, away, away, away, away, away