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