Joba - ALASKA lyrics

[Verse 1 – Ameer Vann] I used to work for people, I made a couple hundred dollars Wasn’t worth it even, I’m worth a hundred thousand Not dollars but diamonds, I am mud out the bayou Rip a page out the Bible, come and crucify me I’m a long way from home and this ain’t Yellowstone I trade a white b---h for catfish and yellow bones This from the catacombs, this for the broken homes From the south side of cities where my granny home I moved to California, I bring a Grammy home I call up the bill collectors, “leave my f-----g family ‘lone” We left the corner store on the way to caviar The coupe is mustard colored, what the f--k is Grey Poupon [Verse 2 – Kevin Abstract] Young K.A., never quit your day job I bring the love to work, I need the day off, uh I need the, hard work should pay off, uh The lights stay off until my mind is made up, uh A young Zuckerberg, I wake up and make stuff, uh These n----s copy us, they really need to pay us, uh I’m from the city where your neighbors fight back You talking s--t, we bring that work right to your lap I love my n----s like white people love rap We make this s--t, you’ll probably never say I’m trap again [Breakdown – Joba] Walk through doors all my life “just to close them” Torn down walls all my life “is to the other side” “Uh” Feeling the brand new feeling, feeling the brand new feeling “Uh” Feeling the brand new feeling, feeling the brand new feeling “Uh” New feeling, had a new feeling, brand new feeling “Uh” New feeling, had a new feeling, brand new, brand new [Verse 3 – Kevin Abstract] Back then when I was hustling, ain’t get no love from them “uh” I paid my own bills and came up with the illest s--t “uh” I was tryna find a way to get my family out of it “uh” Spent my days in basements tryna write a m-----------g hit Nowadays he’s stumbling, they show such love to him I shut it down to every show, we set the precedent I’m just tryna show these n----s, life is on some other s--t Keep your head high, smile when the trouble rumbling [Outro – Matt Champion] I don’t do what they say, it’s unorthodoxed Like bears sharing the porridge, just out with Goldilocks Like Ozzy with no Sharon, need to call his parents So f--k what I’m doing and f--k these d--n critics You should think for yourself, that s--t is cancerous Give my head rub, my fingers are f-----g hair models Middle finger, f--k the air up at all our concerts Maybe if I cared less, I’d wear hair net But now my eyes, ten million by twenty five Dropped out, a lone star Booked flight from lone star Was working a couple jobs and quit, became a star