Jeff Turner - I'm on em

Most times I've been getting dough
But sometimes not a pastier
Most times I wanna say love
But other times I wanna say fuck
Either way it's gotta make sense
I tryina make dreams while I make rent
That's why I work this so anxious,
Try not to disrespect my patience
I, I, I ain't got to lie, and you know it and that's okay
Because I got a pen I'm getting closer everyday
I got a 9 to 5, and a 24
It's called bitch up in this shit,
I think that you should know
Too many folks, full of shit names
Talking all of that, like work thing
I ain't worship if I ain't a rich man
Look around bitch at who's listening
First gotta pay the course
Nobody can lay you off
Oh, you got the biggest salary
So you're telling me I can't never be
what the hella you pretend to be
Boss, kiss ma kiss ma kiss ma ass
I'm a human being
Working working working hard,
That's good enough for me
Before I kick the door, I gotta start moving me
I'm kicking down that motherfucking door
It's opportunity

Kick kick kick down,
I'ma kick down the motherfucking door
Kick kick kick down,
I'ma kick down the motherfucking door
I'm on 'em, I'm on 'em
I'm on 'em, I'm on 'em
I'm on 'em, I'm on 'em
I'm on 'em, I'm on 'em
Kick kick kick down,
I'ma kick down the motherfucking door

Feeling like a ??? 'cause I'm on my job
Sick as a ??? oh my God
Think I'ma joke, call I'm on my ah
Five days in row, back to back
And if you what you know
Call that my vision is bigger than that
What's after that, uh?
But I got, I got news if nothing moves, then nothing's changed
I just know I ain't doing this for nothing name
You're outta work, you tryina be like what's his name
With stomach pains and hundred chains
Play a bunch of hunger games
Thinking I'm a joke
What you're talking 'bout?
Boy, I got a plan, I'ma work it out
Go ahead and hit, you ain't even you
You be talking sudden like hula-ho
You gotta make a fan before you make a brand
It's not over night, you make eighty benz
Picking up shovel of the ???
Start coming from aside you, don't want it with a 99
Cause you gotta grow up, no no, I'm no Peter Pan
If I want to harvest, then I got to go cultivate the land
I'm sick of clowns complaining while they sit around
No I ain't tryina to kick em, I'm just trying I'm about to
Kick kick kick down,

I'ma kick down the motherfucking door
Kick kick kick down,
I'ma kick down the motherfucking door
I'm on 'em, I'm on 'em
I'm on 'em, I'm on 'em
I'm on 'em, I'm on 'em
I'm on 'em, I'm on 'em
Kick kick kick down,
I'ma kick down the motherfucking door.
Kick kick kick down,
I'ma kick down the motherfucking door.

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