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Workaholic
I got kickball withdrawal took a sudden pitfall
never thought from HipHop I would need pit stop
tryna find a 4 leaf clover in the dirt oh for sure
I'm the stressed out coworker slaving over overtures
it's really dope when the fans come & the words
but they see a ghost of a man cuz I'm overworked
& then I'm underpaid, but yo that come with age
I find peace in the summer shade
& every-time that I wanna turn & run away
I look my son in the eyes and brave another day
so indie.no manager ... Im a slave. To a calendar
Why you filming fireworks on a camera?
looking at a phones so long we're missing planet earth
So I toast to my freedom til the day that it kills me (put your glass high)
Gettin close to makin it but I just need a break
Wifey mad cuz I'm taking calls while eatin steak
piece of cake? naw it's not a piece of cake
cuz I missed my sons birthday I was rappin he was eating cake
they say keep it real then they go and torrent it
how will keep it real put christmas presents under ornaments?
exhaustion til the coffin never stoppin'
but I don't have an option i'm tryna make the top 10
stressed out pullin out hair follicles
only way to stop is a bottle full
ya the critics in an article… could never take away my heart of gold
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could never walk in my shoes like barbie clothes
I'm workin you in party mode!
workaholic, I got far to go
workaholic, just call me Ari Gold
So I toast to my freedom til the day that it kills me (put your glass high)
it doesn't feel as good when theres blood in the champagne
& when you break down on the side of the fast lane
& all of your friends only know of your rap name
cuz no-one really knows you outside the rap game
the quest for royalties will check ya loyalty
when money drips in the pure just like an oil leak
I'm just tryna be a person first and a rapper second
this a dream I've been chasin since my adolescents
life lessons iridescent see my name in fluorescents
far from heaven, transgressions runnin from the omnipresent
sicka being sloppy seconds I'm just tryna pay expenses
cop a benz & christmas presents & do it all independent
to all my people on up their grizzly
watch for the red in the bottom of bubbly
cuz you don't know who's blood shed off for that fizzy
so i toast to my freedom til the day that it kills me
So I toast to my freedom til the day that it kills me (put your glass high)
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