Dollar Store

It's hard to stay loyal when there's thousands who adore you

Blame it on the business Like I'm really gone employ you

Spill on aisle nine hard to mask like paranoia

Knew I shouldn't hit the blizzy

Now My boss thinks I'm a hippie

Would have went to class

But I was studying some titties

DD's the whole term

Cause I ain't passing on what's tempting

I was kidding they were C's

But at least you paid attention

Or at least enough to follow my description of an image

That I thought was what I needed buying ***ing from off the tv

Sprinkle me with rims and Watch the locals try to be me

Bash me on the web but never say it when they see me

Swear I never clipped my nails the way

I leave these pussies bleeding

Metaphorically

Kept on spitting 'til they wanted more of me

Now this bag boy get more attention than an orphan needs

Metamorphic forklifts moving weight like its a chore to me

Then hit the punch clock and act accordingly

You and me got lots of time

Don't fiend a thing

The world is ours

Me and you the same as we

And both of us

Can make believe

Put your foot on the gas

You wonder why you in last

Too busy trying to do the right thing

So place your foot on the brakes

And take some time for yourself

And runaway up on this night train

My passion is far from passive

I'm spazzing like ab contractions

I'm bout to get off at five so I can

Worried bout where I'm headed I'm blinded by smiling faces

I'm just tryna make out this mini matrix that we living in

Pissing on Pulitzer how I pencil in my childish whims

But wasn't always focused them pheromones had me hopeless

Lily was kind enough to harbor my heart with wholeness

Not quite sure where I was going

So we just lived in the moment

Hoping I packed some Trojans but notice that she ain't like that

But after I text she right back kicking like a right back

Propped by night stand on that dresser yessuh

She wants some little Pells

But lord knows I could do better

Seeing what I could be makes it way more harder to settle

And rappers catching amnesia they acting like they forget you

Give me15 Minutes

I turn it into forever

I still ain't clocked off my boss applying the pressure

Working hard to shift my future to the present

No more guessing I'm that *****

Need that work well I'll deliver

Told mama this was for me

I’ma pay back that tuition

Schooling all my peers and paying management commission

Sit a movie in my bars

Like I'm wrote this script from prison

Going off on tangents but I hope the youth'll listen

Be yourself and nothing different

Watch them haters say they get it

Time is winding down I'm clocking out but back to business

You and me got lots of time

Don't fiend a thing

The world is ours

Me and you the same as we

And both of us

Can make believe

Put your foot on the gas

You wonder why you in last

Too busy trying to do the right thing

So place your foot on the brakes

And take some time for yourself

And runaway up on this night train

Pollute the institution with some textbook coolness

Made this for the ones who never saw themselves as students

The rawest athlete that probably never got recruited

And the fan who love the artist about as equal as the music

Got some henny in my cooler

Some money in my future

Focused on the past and the women that seduced me

Back in 2012 thought professors couldn't use me

So I thank god for this loose leaf

I'll be writing 'til I'm woozy

I'm gone to the moon and I'll be back soon

Said I'm gone