Khary, Latrell James - Quitting lyrics
Khary [Khary Durgans]
[Khary, Latrell James - Quitting lyrics]
You know
Living in New York
I used to write a lot of songs on the train
Like like, to and from work
In between interning and my part time jobs
That's the only time I really had
I've been, working, all damn, day
For a, 'bout like, 2 weeks, straight
My boss, is a, fucking, bitch
Matter fact you can tell that
Hoe I fucking quit
I just got a dollar for a raise
What the fuck is this?
I can make more money on
The train doing fucking flips
Barely got enough to go on break
Eat some fucking chips
And you always wonder why I'm
Late for my fucking shift
I don't smile enough, I know
My shirts never tucked, I know
You should write me up, I don't
Give a fuck about emails, about retail
When I'm not at work
And I'm not clocked in
You can spare me them details
Don't care about your point of sale
Imma be a rapper
Gimmie a year and imma be on, be on
See the the sign
Yeah neon, neon
Don't believe me
Nigga don't believe me
So many people imma shit and pee on
Folding shirts is not my dream
I don't know who you were kidding
How 'bout you suck my dick?
Call that my new position
I swear
(So I used to work retail
I mean that shit fucking sucked
But uh, you have all these people
That moved to new york to
Chase all their dreams
And they get so caught up and
Just settle for like some
Management position
But me, I always thought fuck that)
I was searching for a place that I can go
I can go
Place where I ain't got to
Feel no pain no more
Pain no more
Hit the red eye in the morning
D.K.know
D.K.know
Leave that stressful shit behind
And save your soul
Save your soul
Hope I don't run out of memories
Play Metal Gear Solid for hours
Left animal crackers on couches
Put ketchup all over my outfit
We live for directing the finals
I hope I don't run out of Hennesey
Cause the liquor eliminates problems
Drink till I'm numb and
The past is forgotten
Swim in my thoughts and I drown out
My conscience till I'm out of options
I'm second guessing all my actions
Waiting for something better really happen
Steady giving out that good
You know the universe a magnet
Tried to organize the madness, only lead to
More reactions, only lead to my distractions
Only lead to my disaster
This is exactly what happened, oh boy
Man I thought my world ended when
She told us 'bout her sickness
Start to question my existence
I was praying for remission
But what kind of example would she
Be setting for her children
Man, I wouldn't have my momma if
She ever thought of quitting
Glad she didn't
Living in New York
I used to write a lot of songs on the train
Like like, to and from work
In between interning and my part time jobs
That's the only time I really had
I've been, working, all damn, day
For a, 'bout like, 2 weeks, straight
My boss, is a, fucking, bitch
Matter fact you can tell that
Hoe I fucking quit
I just got a dollar for a raise
What the fuck is this?
I can make more money on
The train doing fucking flips
Barely got enough to go on break
Eat some fucking chips
And you always wonder why I'm
Late for my fucking shift
I don't smile enough, I know
My shirts never tucked, I know
You should write me up, I don't
Give a fuck about emails, about retail
When I'm not at work
And I'm not clocked in
You can spare me them details
Don't care about your point of sale
Imma be a rapper
Gimmie a year and imma be on, be on
See the the sign
Yeah neon, neon
Don't believe me
Nigga don't believe me
So many people imma shit and pee on
Folding shirts is not my dream
I don't know who you were kidding
How 'bout you suck my dick?
Call that my new position
I swear
(So I used to work retail
I mean that shit fucking sucked
But uh, you have all these people
That moved to new york to
Chase all their dreams
And they get so caught up and
Just settle for like some
Management position
But me, I always thought fuck that)
I was searching for a place that I can go
I can go
Place where I ain't got to
Feel no pain no more
Pain no more
Hit the red eye in the morning
D.K.know
D.K.know
Leave that stressful shit behind
And save your soul
Save your soul
Hope I don't run out of memories
Play Metal Gear Solid for hours
Left animal crackers on couches
Put ketchup all over my outfit
We live for directing the finals
I hope I don't run out of Hennesey
Cause the liquor eliminates problems
Drink till I'm numb and
The past is forgotten
Swim in my thoughts and I drown out
My conscience till I'm out of options
I'm second guessing all my actions
Waiting for something better really happen
Steady giving out that good
You know the universe a magnet
Tried to organize the madness, only lead to
More reactions, only lead to my distractions
Only lead to my disaster
This is exactly what happened, oh boy
Man I thought my world ended when
She told us 'bout her sickness
Start to question my existence
I was praying for remission
But what kind of example would she
Be setting for her children
Man, I wouldn't have my momma if
She ever thought of quitting
Glad she didn't