[Chorus] I'm bout to roll my weed... but I'm rolling skimps... hey I still been on my job... tryna, take care of my kid & Ive been on my grind & on my sh** I never thought that I would ever see the world like this but... hey My niqqa life goes on, hey, my niqqa life goes on [Verse 1] I'm sick of my day job & my dumba** co-workers Who always saying something smart with an attitude You wake up & you be mad at who? You drag your attitude to work & give it to everyone after you b**h, we work the same job that you do Don't come f** up my day cuz you focused on tryna do you I'm tired too & I don't wanna be here either You need to sit down & take a breather You ain't the only one paying bills I learned that stress is a b**h & guess what? We all gotta meet her sh** gets a little deeper, I ain't coming at you rude But I came to do my job & you f**ing up my mood & now I wanna leave & thats money I know I lose Money I know I need but I don't need this from you Uhh... So if I spaz Don't act like I ain't warned your lil selfish a** So Imma relax cuz [Chorus] Break it down, break it down [Chorus] [Verse 2] See, I wake up to the same sh** Brush my teeth, smoke a blunt & give my dame a kiss Back into the world I go niqqa Its getting harder, yeah I know niqqa You couldn't stand to take a close picture I'm at this bus stop, hot as f** Givin it my all but its not enough I got all of this sh** thats poppin up Losing control of my balance Spending more on my habits Tryna establish my talent I think I'm ready but... you will never understand me I wanna chase a dream but sh**, I gotta feed a family I gotta voice niqqa... but it don't mean sh** If you ain't talking about a hundred hoes up on your dick So sh**, I'm at the point where I feel that I gotta pick & at the end of the day, I'm picking this Ain't that about a b**h? But f** it, I guess thats how life goes My life is the Wright Road but on the low I'm bout to go & let em know [Chorus] Break it down, break it down [Chorus]