I’m On ’Em

[Verse 1]
Most of the time I be getting dough, but sometimes not a pay stub
Most times I wanna say love, but most times I wanna say FUCK
Either way, it's gotta make sense
I'm tryna, make dreams while I make rent
This work day's so anxious, I don't disrespect my patience
I ain't gotta like ya no and that's okay
Because I got a pen I'm getting closer every day
I got a 9 to 5, and a 24
It's called big chop in this shit, I think that you should know
Too many folks, for the shit mane
Talking all of that, all of that quick game
I ain't worth shit, if I ain't rich mane
Look around bitch, at who's listening
[?] but first gotta pay, the car, so nobody can lay, you off
Oh, you gotta be the [?] so you telling me I can never be what you hella pretend to be, a part
Kiss my, kiss my, kiss my ass, I'm a human being
Working, working, working, hard that's good enough for me
'For I get the dough, I gotta start moving me
I'm kicking down that motherfucking door I'm 'bout to tune it in

[Hook]
Kick, kick, kick it down, I'mma kick it down
I'll open the door like (x4) (AH)
Kick, kick, kick it down, I'mma to kick it down
I'll open the door like (x4) (AH)
I'm on em (x8)
Kick, kick, kick it down, I'mma to kick it down
I'll open the door like (x4)

[Verse 2]
I'll open the door like ah
Felling like I've lost cause I lost my job
See a couple booties saying "oh my god"
Oh here come my manager I be like "kumbaya"
I got 5 days in the road back to back
[?] a fact
And if you know, what I know
[?]
And my vision is bigger than that, what's after that
But I got, I got news if nothing moves than nothing change
I just know I ain't doing this here for nothing mane
You out of work and tryna be like what's-his-name
With stomach pains, a hundred chains, you play a bunch of hunger games
Thinking I'm a joke, whatcha talking about
Boy I got a plan, I'mma work it out
Go ahead and hit, you ain't even you
You be talking in a circle like a hulahoop
You gotta make a fan before you make a brand
It's not overnight you make 80 bands
Pick it [?] shovel up a pride
Saw it coming from a side, you don't want it with the 99
Cause I gotta grow up no no not no Peter Pan
If I want the harvest I bet it go [?] land
I'm sick of clowns complaining while they sittin' round
Now I ain't tryna kick it now I, I'm just tryna I'm about to

[Hook]
Kick, kick, kick it down, I'mma kick it down
I'll open the door like (x4) (AH)
Kick, kick, kick it down, I'mma to kick it down
I'll open the door like (x4) (AH)
I'm on em (x8)
Kick, kick, kick it down, I'mma to kick it down
I'll open the door like (x4)