10 2 10

Imma' be paid forever
 I look up
 Finally Famous Nigga
 I woke up working like a Mexican
 That mean I work from 10 to 10
 Then 10 to 10, then 10 again
 Nightmares of losing everything boost my adrenaline
 All this bread can't be good for my cholesterol
 Don't come round' talking loudly, fucking up my repertoire dawg
 I can't lie bruh lately I've been stressing heavily
 I'm sipping, popping, smoking on whatever take the pressure off
 Diss you, FF Imperial til my burial
 Dodging every bullet and venereal
 Anti-fuckboy material til I'm dead, I'm living proof,
 If you focus on what's in front of you and not what's in the peripheral
 It's gone, word? Boy I seen drama on drama
 Drama on drama over comma on comma
 I'm bringing home dead prez, my house done feel like its haunted
 I put the city on my back, right along with my garments
 Went to sleep, snoring
 I woke up working like a Mexican
 That mean I work from 10 to 10
 Then 10 to 10, then 10 again
 Nightmares of losing everything boost my adrenaline
 I got 3 jobs like I'm Jamaican though
 I need 3 wives like I was Haitian though
 One cook, one clean, the other PMS'ing, ho Hablo ingles'
 If police have questions they don't know what that mean nigga
 They say Detroit going through the great depression
 Still it's been depressed so long I can't even tell depression here
 My homeboy still gon' pull up on them rims big as a Ferris wheel
 So many rides up on the curb my lil cuz thought the fair was here
 Like oh, I'm primo, top spot redeemed ho, for who? My team
 And we might take a trip to Jamaica, Montego, pussy and flamingos
 Got me thinking the fuck I need to sleep for?
 I woke up working like a Mexican
 That mean I work from 10 to 10
 Then 10 to 10, then 10 again
 Nightmares of losing everything boost my adrenaline