Unemployment lyrics
by 1TakeJay
[Intro]
Man, everybody got bands all of a sudden, I love to see it
Stop playing, we know that EDD came through, you broke
Wait hol' up, I'm finna turn this b*tch up
[Verse 1]
I can't buy nothing with, n*gga, I don't want no street cred
n*ggas fake, n*ggas nerds, n*gga, we can't be friends
That broke sh*t might rub off on me, I don't shake hands
I just spent a thousand on some ashy ass grey pants
I just let your b*tch suck this di*k, I'm a great man
n*ggas purchase everything I drop, you a great fan
It ain't cost a lot, but I can't see through these Ray-Ban's
If I want it, I'ma buy that sh*t, f*ck a payment
b*tch, I'm not a calendar, so I ain't into dating
Overweight, but if it's about a bag, I win races
n*ggas broke as f*ck, even that cash couldn't save them
All these n*ggas bums, I want to kill whoever made thеm
(Where your momma at?)
[Chorus]
Text back, shе can't get that, f*ck the chit chat
Why you worried about it if your mouth ain't where my di*k at?
I don't even smoke, but I'll probably fail a p*ss test
n*gga, shut the f*ck up before I have to hit your b*tch next
n*ggas always bragging about that pus*y, man, it's just sex
n*ggas always hating on my life, man, I'm just blessed
My n*ggas don't post money, I call that a rich flex
That was his b*tch, I showed up, now that's his ex
[Verse 2]
Pillow talking, you can't hold water like a fish net
n*ggas get to crying about these hoes, I don't get that
Me against any n*gga breathing, this a mismatch
Room full of b*tches, n*gga, this my type of kick back
I'm a little n*gga, but my money weigh a big b*tch
Prada's on my feet, I like big sh*t
Custom collection on my back, you can't get this
No purse, but I'm in my bag like lipstick
Big shoes, skinny ass pants, I'm a misfit
f*ck Santa, I got everything on your wish list
n*ggas broke, I promise unemployment can't fix this
Only thing I can't do is kiss a b*tch lips
[Chorus]
Text back, she can't get that, f*ck the chit chat
Why you worried about it if your mouth ain't where my di*k at?
I don't even smoke, but I'll probably fail a p*ss test
n*gga, shut the f*ck up before I have to hit your b*tch next
n*ggas always bragging about that pus*y, man, it's just sex
n*ggas always hating on my life, man, I'm just blessed
My n*ggas don't post money, I call that a rich flex
That was his b*tch, I showed up, now that's his ex
[Outro]
n*ggas broke, I promise unemployment can't fix this
n*ggas broke, I promise unemployment can't fix this