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Wake-up with the pill bottle next to me Other side is the girl that had *** with me I know she doesn't love me I just flaunt some of the money Then they wanna come see Get out of bed when they start to kick in So amazed how I got all these prescriptions Pill caddy because today I'm on a mission Driver is out front Time to put on the front Get to the office, bursts of motivation See my partner do it-with no medication But things are fine, no reason to whine I got it all But when I define all, it's where I fall Money, drugs, mansion And no hugs from a honey or some laughing Who will I share it with? My computer I just stare at it Give my tasks to my secretary Because, that's why I pay you, Sheree I'm just the founder With a bold face to motivate No more brown nosing See, now they brown nose me But as the clock hits four PM Look at all our profits, yeah I see them Time for my downers so I can mellow out All the guilt, time to throw it out Let's go out, Sheree She says yes, not to me...but to the money Yeah I admit it kinda hurts... But its all in, A Day's Work
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 7:21 AM UTC
All in a day's work
Wake-up with the pill bottle next to me Other side is the girl that had *** with me I know she doesn't love me I just flaunt some of the money Then they wanna come see Get out of bed when they start to kick in So amazed how I got all these prescriptions Pill caddy because today I'm on a mission Driver is out front Time to put on the front Get to the office, bursts of motivation See my partner do it-with no medication But things are fine, no reason to whine I got it all But when I define all, it's where I fall Money, drugs, mansion And no hugs from a honey or some laughing Who will I share it with? My computer I just stare at it Give my tasks to my secretary Because, that's why I pay you, Sheree I'm just the founder With a bold face to motivate No more brown nosing See, now they brown nose me But as the clock hits four PM Look at all our profits, yeah I see them Time for my downers so I can mellow out All the guilt, time to throw it out Let's go out, Sheree She says yes, not to me...but to the money Yeah I admit it kinda hurts... But its all in, A Day's Work
justin-time
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 7:21 AM UTC
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