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LaLion - Day Job lyrics

Artist: LaLion

album: BERRIES vol. 1


Yea
I hate my day job
Hate the pay dog
Hate I'm stuck inside the city with the same broad
Hate the rain dawg
Hate the pain dawg
Hate the taste of fame but waking up to bank fraud
Hate my day job
Hate the pay dog
Hate I'm stuck inside the city with the same broad
Hate the rain dawg
Hate the pain dawg
Hate the taste of fame but waking up to bank fraud
Wait til I be loaded and I'm sitting at the top
Hundred dollar chips that I'm dipping in the guap
Toast to all my haters
Now they all my waiter
Hate the fake nods
Like
You the best dawg
Like my bro gon plug you, he know Kanye West dog
You been blessed dawg
You up next dawg
If the Grammys don't invite you fuck the rest dawg
Fuck you to the whole top charts I was nice once
Now I'm 23 and cynical, like Jordan spikes dunks
Walking over competition spitting on the mic blunts
When I finish my set, you won't want to be next
This is for the rejects
Who need this
Who feel for the need to be the best
Get the respect
With a P jet
And banner that say fuck you
To the doubters
And the ones who
Said to stay strong
You aint gonna last long
Why you writing rap songs
I hate my day job
Hate the pay dog
Hate I'm stuck inside the city with the same broad
Hate the rain dawg
Hate the pain dawg
Hate the taste of fame but waking up to bank fraud
Hate my day job
Hate the pay dog
Hate I'm stuck inside the city with the same broad
Hate the rain dawg
Hate the pain dawg
Hate the taste of fame but waking up to bank fraud
Wait til I be loaded and I'm sitting at the top
Hundred dollar chips that I'm dipping in the guap
Toast to all my haters
Now they all my waiter
I hate my new bitch
I hate my old girl
I hate my mood it switch like its Nintendo lite girl
I hate my flu sniff
Like it's alright girl
This ain't no covid just some allergies from all these damn analogies
And actually it's sad to see the way that we drop
We spend years with this ambition aimed at deadlines that caught
Up with us, but love or lust, the dreams we cannot
Sacrifice for heavens lights I paid the price just to rock rock rock
I hate my day job
Hate the pay dog
Hate I'm stuck inside the city with the same broad
Hate the rain dawg
Hate the pain dawg
Hate the taste of fame but waking up to bank fraud
Hate my day job
Hate the pay dog
Hate I'm stuck inside the city with the same broad
Hate the rain dawg
Hate the pain dawg
Hate the taste of fame but waking up to bank fraud
Wait til I be loaded and I'm sitting at the top
Hundred dollar chips that I'm dipping in the guap
Toast to all my haters
Now they all my waiter

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