Og Creed - Work Place Lyrics

Is it time for me to go home
I been in this workplace all day
It's feeling like my home
I'm trying smoke some green
While I'm chillin on my own
Please don't call me in
I will not pick up my phone
Yea I see you callin
My ears done have a tone
Ik you probably hate me
And you feeling like I'm wrong
I never missed a day
But today I'm staying home
Work with what you got
Or do that shit alone

Man I hate clocking in
Feel I committed a sin
Damn is it time to pretend
Like I am their friend
People nodding giving grins
Trying to put germs on my hands
Like what is the deal
I came to work
Not to chill
Don't talk to me
And don't use my drill
Cuz y'all like to steal
Put my shit back in my bag
Man put my shit back in my bag
Or it's gone get real

I just be working all day and night
Stacking money
So I can go take a flight
Overseas
To go find me a better life
Or outaspace
To go chill with the satellites
Bout to blow
And I ain't talking bout dynamites
Got to focus
On making it through the night
People stupid
And cannot do nothing right
Why have a job
If you don't want to pay the price