2 Week Notice

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Fuck that! Y'all ain't listen to the shit I say
 Woke up today, pushed to edge y'all, and I ain't got time to play
 So a nigga like (man fuck that!)
 I ain't lyin', might be a riot in this motherfucker
 I ain't no killer, I'm just tireder than a motherfucker
 So I'm like.
 I say no, you don't fuckin' know who you fuckin' with
 Nigga no, you don't fuckin' know who you fuckin' with (man fuck that!)
 Nigga no, you don't fuckin' know who you fuckin' with
 I say no, you don't fuckin' know who you fuckin with, I say.
 Yo, yo
 I planned on quittin' this job from the day y'all hired me
 I be talkin' shit, I don't give a fuck
 I can't wait till the day y'all fire me
 I'm a grown man, stop talkin' loud
 What the fuck y'all talk about?
 Fuck two weeks, it's been too long, goddamnit I'm walkin' out
 So don't complain on my last day if I done tore some shit up
 I felt this mornin', y'all lucky I ain't blow this bitch up
 Shit.Go to work in my drawers, parking lot, like fuck 'em all
 My boss used to say, "Oh, you so quiet"
 Bitch, you ain't ever let me talk
 I remember days I was sick as fuck and you ain't never let me off
 I should'a robbed this bitch
 Fuck around, be Vivica, then set it off
 I be gone so fast, nigga like holy smokes
 Fuck around, get the holy ghost
 And you ain't gonna talk to me in any kind of way
 I mean I'm tired, let me tell these folks
 You should be glad as fuck that I'm leaving
 Glad as fuck all y'all still breathing
 I had a dream last night
 That I busted in and pulled a Django on one of y'all meetings
 Co-workers be fake as fuck, talkin' shit, just like me
 The boss come in, y'all straighten up
 Shit... Nigga we don't make enough, so.
 Fuck that! Y'all ain't listen to the shit I say
 Woke up today, pushed to edge y'all, and I ain't got time to play
 So a nigga like (man fuck that!)
 I ain't lyin', might be a riot in this motherfucker
 I ain't no killer, I'm just tireder than a motherfucker
 So I'm like.
 I swear to God I'll punch heads, these niggas delirious
 Ain't nothin I hate more than a fuck boy take they job too serious
 These niggas be miserable, like every day
 You ain't picked the right job
 Nigga your full time is my night job
 This my summer job, this your life job
 I ain't gettin no rest, so I better get my respect
 Cause you talking to me like you crazy, ain't worth gettin' this check
 My boss said it bring down morale when I act that I ain't there
 I said "it take more out of me to act like I fuckin' care"
 So fuck this dumb shit, retarded shit, fuck the office politics
 Y'all thinkin of ways to improve shit
 While I'm thinkin' of ways to get out of this
 Shit, I'm convinced we on different paths
 There's different ways to keep gettin' cash
 A dollar only got so much power and I'm too strong to be kissin' ass
 Hold up, I say hold up. Maybe you confused, I don't give no fuck
 I don't give no fuck, how did shit end up?
 See, old folks used to tell me I'd probably need to say "fuck rap"
 But I said, "fuck them, fuck you, fuck this", matter fact.
 Fuck that! Y'all ain't listen to the shit I say
 Woke up today, pushed to edge y'all, and I ain't got time to play
 So a nigga like (man fuck that!)
 I ain't lyin', might be a riot in this motherfucker
 I ain't no killer, I'm just tireder than a motherfucker
 So I'm like.
 Yo, yo yo. so I'm like this
 Fuck you, fuck this job, fuck that little weak ass check (man fuck that!)
 Fuck waking up at motherfuckin' six thirty in the morning every morning
 Tell them niggas on the way out, (man fuck that!)
 Fuck you, fuck you, it's really fuck you
 You aight, you cool, fuck you, I'm outta here
 The People's Rapper, AVM, Blue City Club, we outta here man!

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