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[Intro, clip]

Oh, lord. Again?

A-fucking-gain?

Nothin’ new, nothin’ changed

Same old shit, same old fuckin’ shi—

[Verse 1]

Clock in (Yeah)

Check out ’til the check come (Fuck it up)

I don’t get paid enough for you to treat me like your step son

(You’re not my fucking dad, bro)

Goddamn I fuckin’ hate this shit (Fuck)

Only good part about this shift: I came in late as shit

(And I’m high as hell)

And if this minivan-haircut-ass bitch won’t get out of my fuckin’ face

Me and her husband gonna square up in the parking lot (Throw them hands)

Imma knock his old ass out if you keep complaining, Barbara

You mad about expired coupons

Bitch, harden up

I already gotta be here all day, this shit is hard enough (Fuck)

Ain’t you gonna make yourself late to brunch or your garden club?

Bitch, I don’t even wanna be here

[Chorus]

And every single day nothin’ different

All this time doin’ all the same ol’ shit

I’m boutta quit this job man, I’m dippin’

I’m fuckin’ tired doin’ all the same ol’ shit

[Verse 2]

Man, fuck

I really fuckin’ hate a job (Fuck ‘em)

I never wanna work one again, I swear to god (Fuck ‘em)

I fuckin’ hate bills (I said Fuck)

I’m tryna stay calm

But I really can't take another suburb-ass mom

Tryna tell me shit, bitch I don’t give a fuck

Your husband over there and he harassing that poor waitress

You the same type of people want them kids locked up in cages

ACAB, fuck ICE and fuck minimum wages

[Pre-Chorus, clip]

Nothin’ new, nothin’ changed

Same old shit, same old fuckin’ shit

[Chorus]

And every single day nothin’ different

All this time doin’ all the same ol’ shit

I’m boutta quit this job man, I’m dippin’

I’m fuckin’ tired doin’ all the same ol’ shit

And every single day nothin’ different

All this time doin’ all the same ol’ shit

I’m boutta quit this job man, y’all trippin’

I’m fuckin’ tired doin’ all the same ol’ shit

[Verse 3]

Everything I do its a art

Swervin’ in traffic, shit, was that your car?

Fuck all of this shit, why this shit so hard?

I’m just tryna get lucky

Can you pass the charms, bro?

Uh, what the fuck is up with it? (Wuddup?)

Every single day same shit

Man, y’all is trippin’ (Why you mad, bro?)

The minute I get that check in, I’m fuckin’ dippin’

I’m gone

Peace, bitches

[Chorus]

And every single day nothin’ different

All this time doin’ all the same ol’ shit

I’m boutta quit this job man, I’m dippin’

I’m fuckin’ tired doin’ all the same ol’ shit