Ok, I lost my job last night
Picked up my paycheck
But 35% of it's gone already cause Uncle Sam ain't get paid yet
Mom and them b*tchin bout this rent
I ain't even gon' say sh*t
And half of what is left goes to her
(Why?) Cause I ain't use that latex, damn
Cheese sandwich and chips (meal)
Slim just spilled his drink in my Toyota 96 (wheels)
Well at least that blunt is lit
Don't they say life is what you make it?
Then I'm tryna make it money
And ride through my hood clean as Easter Sunday, that's wassup, uh