[VERSE 1]
I wake with the morning snake, quarter to 8
My girl starts late so we fornicate for the sake
Break the fast with a glass full of H
2 0s in it to hydrate my mind state
Then I take my seat and I wait for my break
While my girl’s waiting tables with 40 orders to take
I’m on the 40th take, CD’s a week late
And I'm 3 days away from the release date
Stress on my chest, life is a mess
Kinda like my desk, might be depressed
Might be the best bet to accept that it'll prolly never get
Any better, death gonna definitely get you
Down if you let it, might never get outta debt
Better yet outta bed, so just forget it
It's inevitable, so stress nevertheless
I still got a couple breaths left
But I can’t breathe cause I can’t conceive
Being R.I.Pd on your I.G feed
Now I can’t sleep, can’t keep calm, keep on
Hearing that fucking CHIC song Le Freak
Got dreams of palm trees in the Maldives
Then I wake up passed out in the parsley
Heart beat sounding like a trance beat, dance feet
Don’t wanna make another Home Brew Last Week
But the last week been a hard one
Last years been a harsh one, could’ve been my last one
But it’s sunny today
And plus i got a son on the way, so hey
I could either blow my brain out like Cobaine
Or I could blow the pain out like Coltraine
It ain’t nothing really though, same old day, OK
But if I had it all my own way, then I'd be sittin
[HOOK]
Pool side
Deck chair
Blue sky
Fresh air
But then I wake up in my bedroom
On a Wednesday
And I'm broke as (fuck)
Man I'm tryna get paid
[VERSE 2]
No time to stare at the ceiling
Running late on my second day
Getting paid washing dinner plates
Down time seems so appealing
12 hour shifts with an hour off
Lived my whole life without a boss
And now its yes sir no sir three bags full
Move that there heat that up keep that cool
Go get a bucket of bleach and wash that wall
Get right up under the sink get down on all fours if you need to
Man this ain't no place for me
6ft Samoan 105kgs
Trying to squeeze my ass under the bench to clear the drain Before I hear the head chef yelling my name like
Why the fuck ain't this plate clean
Bruv I washed about 100 in the last 15
And plus I'm under here trying to get this fixed
Man tell that other mafucka go and do that shit, shit
Nah, let me get that boss man
Rewash the plate, burn my hand on a hot pan, damn
Hands cramping up can't hold the scrubber
Should've wore the gloves, can't pull the fucking plug up
No wonder all these dudes chain smoking
Shit I'd do the same but I hate smoking
But I can relate can't wait for my break
Lock myself in my room spend a day floating cause
This shit'll make a sane man crazy
Diving throug the waves in my day dreams daily
But then I snap back to the kitchen
Knee-deep in dishes, wishing I was sittin
[HOOK]
[OUTRO]
And it's been a long day
Working 8 days a week
All I wanna do is break down, give up and die
Maybe then I'll get some sleep
I wanna be poolside
This ain't no place for me
But i gotta get some money
Cause I'm so YGB
