Morten, Carlifornia - Interlude Pt. 1 lyrics
[Morten, Carlifornia - Interlude Pt. 1 lyrics]
Now, I was broke as a motherfucker
My life at the end see my so called friends
They had no ends to lend me
My job at Mickie Ds was
Fuckin' me with no grease
I worked so fuckin' hard, but the money
It never increased
I quit my fuckin' job, I had no job, nigga
Put on the mask, get the
Glock, it's time to rob, nigga
I hit the streets
But no victim had been chosen
Damn, I was nervous
But my fear wouldn't stop my strollin'
, let you niggas, you know what I'm saying
Yo, my nigga from way left off
They don't sell no thing
And big this shit, so if you're a big boy
Come on with me
As I open the doors to the plane
My life at the end see my so called friends
They had no ends to lend me
My job at Mickie Ds was
Fuckin' me with no grease
I worked so fuckin' hard, but the money
It never increased
I quit my fuckin' job, I had no job, nigga
Put on the mask, get the
Glock, it's time to rob, nigga
I hit the streets
But no victim had been chosen
Damn, I was nervous
But my fear wouldn't stop my strollin'
, let you niggas, you know what I'm saying
Yo, my nigga from way left off
They don't sell no thing
And big this shit, so if you're a big boy
Come on with me
As I open the doors to the plane