Dope Jobs Homeless Lyrics - Obie Trice

Shitted in it... ran from it nigga... fuck, i done did it all 

i sold dope, watched fiends crave for rock 

watch 'em watchin me put the stash in my sock (yo yo) 

walkie talk to niggas from the corner when the feds bout to enter 

pumped up blocks, some of the winter 

kerosene heaters by my feet 

takin tops off just so a nigga can eat lunch meat 

4 days no z's from the first to third 

end of the month too excited to get sleep 

i bagged up tools, aggravated while picky mother fuckers 

who don't know which rock to choose (pick man) 

took out of town trips 2 seconds and the son of a bitch 

narcs run in talkin shit 

i know about dope 

i lost my man luke to the coke 

pumpin over there off of desoto 

any nigga who don't know about this 

i hit you with the iron mike quote 

that's ludicris shittin in the tub, pissin in the tub 

hepatitis b inflicted in a thug (yo, i'm sick man) 

i know about that shit right there 

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Chorus: 

ey yo, dope, jobs, homeless did it all 

ya'll niggas can't tell me shit 

dope, jobs, homeless did it all 

who the fuck gone tell me shit 

dope, jobs, homeless 

i done had jobs, black 

boss man yellin at the top of his lungs about a fuckin big mac (get that burger) 

you damn near fired a restaurant manager who can't manage shit 

stressed out and tired 

i'm talkin bout blacks 

you work all week with boo 

and one day your man boo just collapsed 

his breakdown is caused by his bitch 

who dropped the drawers for a nigga who could really floss 

5.25 and make your mouth leakin on top of that shit 

you get a check every other week 

you work a week in the hole 

it's 30 muthafuckers on payroll 

you work when they WANT you to 

equal opportunity? nigga, right. 

suburban community check stubs always hella tight 

my shit lookin like this? 

i got a bitch, a baby and i need a place to piss (damn.what i'm supposed to do with this shit) 

pissed off at check time cuz i was skipped 

that's when Obie Trice start cockin back the shit... fuck this 

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Chorus 

i done been homeless 

no place to sleep (yo) 

mom's don't wanna hear it 

no place to eat (come on ma) 

pass out on my man's couch just for a week (yeah) 

til he get fed up and kick a nigga to the street (get the fuck out of here dawg) 

black out from cold 

freezin my toes (damn) 

snow fuckin over my boots 

my tems froze (shit) 

face turnin blue 

cars riding by with the little children on the inside pointin at you (mommy look at that man) 

been fucked over folks 

and they don't want to see ya 

baby momma got a new nigga with a visa 

sleepin in cars.abandoned shit 

while the rats eat the wires 

you be plannin shit (please Lord please) 

close to pneumonia 

wishin for heat like 

damn if only i came up in california 

plottin on a lick like 

stickin your mans 

cause damn you know he got at least a grand in his pants 

face lookin old 

despite the fact you only 20 years old 

stuck in the cold 

snot drippin profusely (sniff sniff) 

takin an alley route 

so my ex-cutie won't notice me 

Chorus (2x) 

mother fucker i done did it all 

yeah, shit is real out here 

nap entertainment 

2000 

fuck, nigga