Devin The Dude - I Can't Quit lyrics

[Devin The Dude - I Can't Quit lyrics]

-Man they got him in the office again, man
Yeah, I know he's been in
There for an hour already
And ya know, I kinda feel bad for the guy
-Damn, what do you mean the
Fucker clocks in drunk
Man, it's his wife and kids that's who
You need to feel sorry for
Yeah, I know and ya know
What are they gonna do if
He loses another job
-Fuckin' alcy fuckin' pothead
He owes me $5 anyway
-I don't know what to say about the guy

On my way to the job drunk than a bitch
I'm late for work again
Damn, boss goin' have a fit
He said, "This shit been going on
For just too damn long
I need to go and find some help


Or take my drunk ass home"
And I really don't wanna quit
Because see then I can't sit
Up on my ass and smoke
My grass from unemployment checks
And I admit, when I wake up
I hit the drank, I blow one
But in back of the job i don't bother no one
I stay strictly to myself
Co-workers know I be blowed
So they say my production is throwed
And I'm not carrying my load
So I go, and share my problems
With my friends who be just as high as I
As they pass the doobie to me
Who we be, fucked up full, drunk, blowed
Bent when it's time to pay my rent
My money's damn near spent
I know I'm fucking up my lungs
My liver ain't 'bout shit from all the weed
And all the alcohol but y'all, I can't quit

Man, if it was me dog, I'd say
"Fuck that job"
Man, here hit the weed, man fuck a job, man
Shit, I'll hit that here, I'll hit it
Shit, know we ain't goin' never
Tell you nothin' wrong
I've been tellin' you to quit
That motherfuckin' job anyways
Yeah, that boss trippin', on my dick anyways
Fuck that nigga man, fuck that
Want me to kick his ass for you? Fuck it man

See, reefer's like a friend
Who free me from my foes
Drinking something different today
But wearing the same old clothes
I guess weed, wine, and women
Was the life that I chose
But it got hard splitting my dick
Between my wife and these hoes
So I just smoke an ounce a day, nothing less
Spent so many damn dollars
That it don't make no fucking sense
I went to seek help
Thought I was losing my mind
The doctor walked in high
With some brew and a dime
And said, "It's your life, nigga
Go ahead and enjoy
And whenever you need some weed, nigga
Just holla at your boy
Cause ain't nothing wrong nigga, go on on
Take these
You need at least 3 cups in the morning"
Drinking all day be chiefing at night
I keep my eyes red and tight
So that my teeth can look white
And I can smell it and tell it
The weed you have ain't shit
But, I'll still take a pull
And twist the cap on the bull i can't quit

Damn, doctor is this shit gonna kill me, man?
No, no son no need for panicking
It's actually quite good for you
It slows down the structure
Of white blood cells
And cures glaucoma it's called
'Nature's Healing Leaf'
The more you smoke it the better
You feel take another hit
You ain't bullshittin' this shit good too
Would I lie to you? Where you get this from?

Another day
Another fat sweet to get my head right
I'm sitting back, my windows cracked
I'm chilling at the red light
Minding my business
But why is this law typing my plates
I only gotta dime and ain't got
Time to catch no case
But still she races up to me
And stick her nose out in my car
"Hey bitch, what you looking in my car for?"
She pointed at the sweet
Still burning and said, "Aw"
I had to think quick pulled out my dick
And shoved it in her jaw but like weak times
I had to hit the gas collect my seeds
Clean the ash non-stop, evade the cops
They mad because I'm high they not
I made the block, scooped up some cock
Dipped back on the freeway
Threw my empty 40 bottle out
When I passed San Felipe
We stay blowed, fucked up, drunk, full, bent
My kids screaming Astroworld
But all my time is spent
And you can tell the way I smell
My brain cells ain't shit
From all the weed and all the alcohol
But y'all, I can't quit

That was cool, man hey
Can I get one of those dranks?
Naw, man i told you
About your beer-hoggin' ass
Nigga, go to the fuckin' store
C'mon, man can I drink with y'all, man?
Man, here man, Goddamn, man here, shit!
Hey man, that nigga been
Goddamn mooching off us
Dawg for so long man
Do you have a job? Do you have a job!?
Hell yeah, I gotta job motherfucker
I just spend all my money buying weed
Ya know, it helps me work longer
So I can make more money
So I can buy more weed so I can work longer
So I can make more money
So I can buy more weed so I can work longer
So I can make more money
So I can buy more weed so I can work longer
So I can make more money
So I can buy more weed

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