Touchdown

I can't get no job, I'm getting it off the street

Can't work no nine to five, girl that shit ain't for me I've been talking to my mama, say she proud of me

Grandma praying on her knees, watching out for me It was me, Cory, and Dee Dee trying to make a bando

Posted in a spot didn't have her father turnt into a man tho Gotti up off the road, he give us poles, keep us on our toes

J-rock down the road, play with his nose, then start kicking doors It's love for show, just hold on and wait up

Had to get my paper up, came back to the hood where they made us Passing so much money on the block, it gave me paper cuts

Protected where I'm from, I'm in the slums, you better not play with us, on God Passing so much money through the block, I'm getting paper cuts

Protected where I'm from, I'm in the slums, you better not play with us, on God I can't get no job, I'm getting it off the street

Can't work no nine to five, that shit ain't for me I've been talking to my mama, say she proud of me