Lucie Baines Working Man's Hustle Lyrics

It's the working man's hustle, come get a job

I got a job "He's got a job"

Work two jobs to put this oatmeal on the table
Work too hard to really have a life that's stable
Trying to outsmart a computer left ya face in the dirt
There's replacing you ain't no replacing the hurt
Hold it in sip a drink, forget the day
Escape the wife b____in', kids screaming yet you say
Your life twitching like the last drink let you sway
That time bomb blowing your life up got set today
You try to talk people are advised not to listen
Can't afford the bread that's rising in the kitchen
I sit back think, sizing my mission
Play my part like I'm the rising competition
Try to reach the stars neverminding the cars
Look beneath my a__ you'll be finding your bars
Pole trembling, can't fight it why try
To hold me down, you already know I'm sky high

I got a job and I love the way it's going
Got another job just to keep the cash flowing
Can't slow down the speed
Can't slow down the speed

My back acking these floors wanna burn me
Gotta sip a drink before I start this journey
Got a tight grip on the dash, I might slip with the cash
Before I know all these nights slipping fast
Can't forget the day job, the hard work
I really don't feel like I see God's work
Or see the plan, see tomorrow see my man
Face to face, eye to eye, like seeing land
In front of me, forgotten faith hunting me
Down like I got eyes on my back watching me
I kept working till my joints got sore
Another day on the grind, now I'm feeling raw
Feeling the faith run outta my hands
Feeling the breaks, run into the sand
I got what it takes fatigues running me down
You got what I make, you just spend it like a clown

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I got so much money I just spend it like a clown
... I'm an idiot

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