Live my life like it’s a metaphor
Baltimore is like sleeping at the devil’s door
My [?] like a soldier
Take the world over
So there’s nothing less than I'ma settle for
I got some feelings I can’t ignore
Got some bills that I can’t afford
But
Never had a stopwatch
Aiming at the shot clock
Middle finger to the courts
Come up [?]
Go to overtime the second it's under mine
So a while before [?]
Cause sleeping over mats is like sleeping over mines
Still struggle with the dollar sign
Gas filled room
We ain’t got a dime
Used all my senses
Until I found mine
Luckily I found [?]
Just another Thursday
Fed up with my workplace
My girl said it’s OK
Get paid tomorrow
I know what she say
I think I'ma blown away
Now that it’s Friday
I’m doing it my way
So fuck what the haters say
Just another Thursday
Fed up with my workplace
My girl said it’s OK
Get paid tomorrow
I know what she say
I think Ima blown away
Now that it’s Friday
I’m doing it my way
So fuck what the haters say
I'ma just let ‘em hate
Started ground level now I’m skyscraper
Talking big budgets, a lot of paper
If you want a lecture then pick a major
Work hard but annihilature
In actuality, caused an abnormality
When I go beast mode like a [?] an ego
They know the whole team wherever we go
Eyes on me like the gang when they free throw
Come on
I keep being mad at me
Cause I’m working unemployed to a salary
Over here burning tracks like calories
Whenever bad hits, brutality
Seven days a week I was so tired
I wasn’t even mad when I got fired
I felt more free when I quit now I got more time
Just another Thursday
Fed up with my workplace
My girl said it’s OK
It pay tomorrow
I know what she say
And I think I'ma blown away
Now that it’s Friday
I’m doing it my way
So fuck what the haters say
I'ma just let ‘em hate
[Chant]
Just another Thursday
Fed up with my workplace
My girl said it’s OK
It pay tomorrow
I know what she say
I think 'Ima blown away
And now that it’s Friday
I’m doing it my way
So fuck what the haters say
I'ma just let ‘em hate