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William Crooks

[Intro, clip]
Oh, lord. Again?
A-f**king-gain?
Nothin’ new, nothin’ changed
Same old sh*t, same old f**kin’ shi—

[Verse 1]
Clock in (Yeah)
Check out ’til the check come (f**k it up)
I don’t get paid enough for you to treat me like your step son
(You’re not my f**king dad, bro)

Goddamn I f**kin’ hate this sh*t (f**k)
Only good part about this shift: I came in late as sh*t
(And I’m high as hell)

And if this minivan-haircut-ass b*t*h won’t get out of my f**kin’ face
Me and her husband gonna square up in the parking lot (Throw them hands)

Imma knock his old ass out if you keep complaining, Barbara
You mad about expired coupons
b*t*h, harden up
I already gotta be here all day, this sh*t is hard enough (f**k)
Ain’t you gonna make yourself late to brunch or your garden club?

b*t*h, I don’t even wanna be here

[Chorus]
And every single day nothin’ different
All this time doin’ all the same ol’ sh*t
I’m boutta quit this job man, I’m dippin’
I’m f**kin’ tired doin’ all the same ol’ sh*t

[Verse 2]
Man, f**k
I really f**kin’ hate a job (f**k ‘em)
I never wanna work one again, I swear to god (f**k ‘em)
I f**kin’ hate bills (I said f**k)
I’m tryna stay calm

But I really can't take another suburb-ass mom
Tryna tell me sh*t, b*t*h I don’t give a f**k
Your husband over there and he harassing that poor waitress
You the same type of people want them kids locked up in cages
ACAB, f**k ICE and f**k minimum wages

[Pre-Chorus, clip]
Nothin’ new, nothin’ changed
Same old sh*t, same old f**kin’ sh*t

[Chorus]
And every single day nothin’ different
All this time doin’ all the same ol’ sh*t
I’m boutta quit this job man, I’m dippin’
I’m f**kin’ tired doin’ all the same ol’ sh*t

And every single day nothin’ different
All this time doin’ all the same ol’ sh*t
I’m boutta quit this job man, y’all trippin’
I’m f**kin’ tired doin’ all the same ol’ sh*t

[Verse 3]
Everything I do its a art
Swervin’ in traffic, sh*t, was that your car?
f**k all of this sh*t, why this sh*t so hard?
I’m just tryna get lucky
Can you pass the charms, bro?

Uh, what the f**k is up with it? (Wuddup?)
Every single day same sh*t
Man, y’all is trippin’ (Why you mad, bro?)
The minute I get that check in, I’m f**kin’ dippin’
I’m gone
Peace, b*t*hes

[Chorus]
And every single day nothin’ different
All this time doin’ all the same ol’ sh*t
I’m boutta quit this job man, I’m dippin’
I’m f**kin’ tired doin’ all the same ol’ sh*t


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