robby drew - post grad life lyrics
[hook]
post grad life
gotta make it to that fast life
get my cash right
keep a b-tch with her -ss tight
that’s right
i’m on the groove
never lose
time is money man
be smart with what you do
(x2)
[verse 1]
i’m on the come up, on the grind til the sun come up
got a free life like i just got a one up
life’s a dirty game til you start kickin mud up
what up, what up, mothaf-cka just shut up
i ain’t taking your advice
fell for that once
i ain’t being played twice
ight? right. hand me the mic, so i can break the ice
gotta let this out before the fear strikes
got a stockbroking job was like rolling fake dice
buckled up for the seven, running with my woes but i ain’t in the six
five more times i gotta p-ss this shit
the future in sight and i gotta get a grip, gotta get this money before i start to slip
my minds a loaded four-fifth already c-cked back, yo where the jobs at
they blowing in the wind like a white sox hat
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[verse 2]
spreading these rumors in my head like a tumor
should have figured out sooner, guess i’m just a late bloomer
these scam jobs are like hand jobs
jerk you off then throw you away like a used tampon
ceos can’t even keep their pants on, they try to get their hands on every single dollar
i’m spending every penny on henny and remy to dissolve this memory cause the world ain’t friendly
i try to have patience searching on craigslist
401k man i can just taste it, let’s face it, all of those jobs are basic
this bachelor’s degree got me feeling complacent
then i start asking. did i have the p-ssion for playing with these numbers til the stock market crashes?
evaluations for these calculations. just needed music to solve the equation
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