Sitting in a cubicle
Day dreaming that In a studio
10 key like a pro
Work my fingertips down to the bone
I don't know what I become I don't know when it began
I just got three mouths to feed and I know I needed a job
Working for man all day
Committed 8 hours like heaven don't pay
I didn't negotiate wage wait
I just need somewhere to stay
Lost in the middle of the routine 10 years later no new things
Yahweh on the line no loose strings
Change up on a hand like a color on a mood ring
Who brings string cheese to a potluck
Can't get driven cause my car stuck
Oh lord it's a caribou and Starbucks
Right around the corner where I catch the number 5 bus
It's a long ride home but I stay woke
Worked 40 hours but I stay broke
Feel like a whip and noose and a chain-gang my hang right on my payroll
Some may say this is hate though
But nah dog this God over pesos
Put this on ya head like a halo
Never sell ya soul for pound or a payload
Ballin on a budget no car note
Bank came through with the repo
Car vaporized like Its thanos
Bring those files back down to the mailroom
Man I hope my hope don't fail soon
Pressure from the storm like typhoon
I could use a vidal Sassoon bathroom big enough hold three baboons
Why they keep fronting in the back room
I just want some ink like a tattoo
Tell me if it's work or a frat room
That's cool I assumed you would have my back too
But I guess I'm a black dude
In the eyes of the law will attack too
Can't look my in my eye when I pass you
Too busy selling lies to buy truth
I ain't your slave no more
What am I doing this for
I ain't having fun no more
You keep shutting doors
You keep shutting doors
Well I'm bout to break down walls
Yeah I'm bout to break down walls
Break em all
Break em all
Here's my resignation yeah I'm changing occupations
I need a vacation yeah a permanent vacation yeah
Here's my resignation yeah I'm changing occupations
I need a vacation yeah a permanent vacation yeah
Permanent vacation yeah
Permanent vacation yeah
Permanent vacation yeah
Permanent vacation yeah vacation vacation vacation
Vacation vacation vacation vacation
American Dream America seems like it fell asleep
All them souls that you sold wonder what you reap
We smell it now it's them foul secrets that you keep
So tell me this why we bound in the land of free
Permanent vacation yeah
I need a vacation yeah
Permanent vaca vaca
I need a vacation yeah
Permanent vacation
I need a vacation yeah
Permanent vaca vaca
I need a vacation yeah
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Sitting in a cubicle
Day dreaming that In a studio
10 key like a pro
Work my fingertips down to the bone
I don't know what I become I don't know when it began
I just got three mouths to feed and I know I needed a job
Working for man all day
Committed 8 hours like heaven don't pay
I didn't negotiate wage wait
I just need somewhere to stay
Lost in the middle of the routine 10 years later no new things
Yahweh on the line no loose strings
Change up on a hand like a color on a mood ring
Who brings string cheese to a potluck
Can't get driven cause my car stuck
Oh lord it's a caribou and Starbucks
Right around the corner where I catch the number 5 bus
It's a long ride home but I stay woke
Worked 40 hours but I stay broke
Feel like a whip and noose and a chain-gang my hang right on my payroll
Some may say this is hate though
But nah dog this God over pesos
Put this on ya head like a halo
Never sell ya soul for pound or a payload
Ballin on a budget no car note
Bank came through with the repo
Car vaporized like Its thanos
Bring those files back down to the mailroom
Man I hope my hope don't fail soon
Pressure from the storm like typhoon
I could use a vidal Sassoon bathroom big enough hold three baboons
Why they keep fronting in the back room
I just want some ink like a tattoo
Tell me if it's work or a frat room
That's cool I assumed you would have my back too
But I guess I'm a black dude
In the eyes of the law will attack too
Can't look my in my eye when I pass you
Too busy selling lies to buy truth
I ain't your slave no more
What am I doing this for
I ain't having fun no more
You keep shutting doors
You keep shutting doors
Well I'm bout to break down walls
Yeah I'm bout to break down walls
Break em all
Break em all
Here's my resignation yeah I'm changing occupations
I need a vacation yeah a permanent vacation yeah
Here's my resignation yeah I'm changing occupations
I need a vacation yeah a permanent vacation yeah
Permanent vacation yeah
Permanent vacation yeah
Permanent vacation yeah
Permanent vacation yeah vacation vacation vacation
Vacation vacation vacation vacation
American Dream America seems like it fell asleep
All them souls that you sold wonder what you reap
We smell it now it's them foul secrets that you keep
So tell me this why we bound in the land of free
Permanent vacation yeah
I need a vacation yeah
Permanent vaca vaca
I need a vacation yeah
Permanent vacation
I need a vacation yeah
Permanent vaca vaca
I need a vacation yeah
Day dreaming that In a studio
10 key like a pro
Work my fingertips down to the bone
I don't know what I become I don't know when it began
I just got three mouths to feed and I know I needed a job
Working for man all day
Committed 8 hours like heaven don't pay
I didn't negotiate wage wait
I just need somewhere to stay
Lost in the middle of the routine 10 years later no new things
Yahweh on the line no loose strings
Change up on a hand like a color on a mood ring
Who brings string cheese to a potluck
Can't get driven cause my car stuck
Oh lord it's a caribou and Starbucks
Right around the corner where I catch the number 5 bus
It's a long ride home but I stay woke
Worked 40 hours but I stay broke
Feel like a whip and noose and a chain-gang my hang right on my payroll
Some may say this is hate though
But nah dog this God over pesos
Put this on ya head like a halo
Never sell ya soul for pound or a payload
Ballin on a budget no car note
Bank came through with the repo
Car vaporized like Its thanos
Bring those files back down to the mailroom
Man I hope my hope don't fail soon
Pressure from the storm like typhoon
I could use a vidal Sassoon bathroom big enough hold three baboons
Why they keep fronting in the back room
I just want some ink like a tattoo
Tell me if it's work or a frat room
That's cool I assumed you would have my back too
But I guess I'm a black dude
In the eyes of the law will attack too
Can't look my in my eye when I pass you
Too busy selling lies to buy truth
I ain't your slave no more
What am I doing this for
I ain't having fun no more
You keep shutting doors
You keep shutting doors
Well I'm bout to break down walls
Yeah I'm bout to break down walls
Break em all
Break em all
Here's my resignation yeah I'm changing occupations
I need a vacation yeah a permanent vacation yeah
Here's my resignation yeah I'm changing occupations
I need a vacation yeah a permanent vacation yeah
Permanent vacation yeah
Permanent vacation yeah
Permanent vacation yeah
Permanent vacation yeah vacation vacation vacation
Vacation vacation vacation vacation
American Dream America seems like it fell asleep
All them souls that you sold wonder what you reap
We smell it now it's them foul secrets that you keep
So tell me this why we bound in the land of free
Permanent vacation yeah
I need a vacation yeah
Permanent vaca vaca
I need a vacation yeah
Permanent vacation
I need a vacation yeah
Permanent vaca vaca
I need a vacation yeah
Writer: Darelle Williams
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