Lil B - The Working Man lyrics

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[Intro]

Yeah, this for the working man

You know I got a plan I gotta get a job somehow, you feel me?

I'mma stay positive though, I want you to listen to my story

Shoutout to Lil B

[Verse 1: Lil B]

I'm gon' wake up late and I hate the morning

When I hear the birds chirp that mean its way too early

I'm throwing water on my face and I get the table

I got a wife and two kids, no jobs no cable

But I'm still so happy and I'm willing and able

Nobody can judge me 'cus I'm tryna get stable

I live positive and I listen to Lil B

I swear to God I'm going to make it out the hood, you'll see

I put fire in the house, smoke come out the chimney

I got wood in the back, my campfire too friendly

I'm tryna get a job and see what's open

When I look at my kids I wanna get 'em out Oakland

There was a shootout around them corner

Told my wife, "stay humble" I don't want her harassed by thugs

Made something out of nothing, get it? We made something out of nothing

Shoutsout to Lil B

[Verse 2: Lil B]

What we gon' do tonight? If I pray to God we gon' be alright

Say "cut the welfare", how the fuck we finna eat with no welfare there?

Sup mom, yeah, shit I'm back in the hood it's a bright day

I gotta get my shit together, I'm stuck in this motherfuckin' world forever

Nobody gon' care for a nigga that's dead

Lift the frame, bitch, like you movin' the bed

Another day another quarter, not even a dollar

Bitch won't give me her number she see me out walking

I'm catching the bus, making my lunch, got two gold fronts, peacoat with lint

Dirty pants and my dirty dreads, a bitch better give me my bread motherfucker

[#Inspirational Outro]

This for the working man, man

Keep hustling, stay positive, don't let the hood get you man

Walk past right past the dope dealers, right past all the hoes and go to your job

All that easy money all that jail time look at that like Monopoly jail time

You feel me?

You know, you can be in the motherfucking gutter man

And you better walk to that college man, you better catch the bus to college

Don't let them suckas stop you

You feel me?

Let them do everything they do around you man

You feel me, you always gotta think bigger than where you at

You know we all working, the working man, the working woman

Ladies you know you see them hoes strippin', fuck it do what you do

If you don't wanna do that, you know

Take your time, struggle hard, and you gon' make it, you feel me?

You see the hoes sellin' pussy, you heard me? Doin' whatever they do

You don't gotta be a part of that, you know, you bigger than that

I ain't knocking nobody because everybody do what they do

But I'm just saying: do what fit you, don't let anybody

Fuck yo' timing up, don't let a man come in your life and fuck your shit up, ladies

And dudes don't let a bitch come in your life, a female that come in and fuck your claim up

The working man, the working woman, this for all of us worldwide, keep pushin', hustlin'

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