i listen to this song everyday at work!! Love you Cam'ron

I'm feeling this song probably cause I need a job and I know when I get a job it's going to be some more bs politics. But what can you do.

YEA YEA YEA YEA YEA...THIS THAT CAM SHIT THE GAME BEEN MISSING...WELCOME BACK...WORD!

This song is official

dam camron is the shit

Yo, I hate my boss
Dude think he know it all
And I know I know it all
But I follow protocol
Hope he sit in a casket
Got me sittin' in traffic
It's 7 a.m. (sheesh)
And I woke up late
Didn't even have a shower
Lunch break, gimmie a break
A damn half-an-hour
All this bullshit for twelve bucks an hour
Plug me to Chuck D, wanna fight the power
Instead I light the sour before I go in the office
Being here eight hours sure will get you nauseous
Lady across from me telling me her problems
I'm looking at her like yo
How the fuck I'm gone solve 'em
You know her ethnicity
Car note, rent, don't forget electricity
Internet, cable and the phone all connected
Food, gas, tolls oh now it's getting hectic
Brand new clothes
Nah, you'd rather see me naked
Yo check it, I got my check
Now I'm feelin' disrespected
Why am I workin' here
It ain't workin' here, It ain't worth it here
I'm never gone persevere
Ain't no money for new shoes or purses here
I should've done my first career, huh
Nursin' yeah
Now I'm sittin' here thinkin' 'bout the work I put in
This verse from the everyday working woman

I put on my pants, put on my shoes
I pray to God, paid all my dues
I'm tryin to win, seem like I was born to lose
All I can say is (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I say let me through
But they don't let me through
You wanna quit, goddamn I'm ready to
Lifestyle I'm livin' ain't steady boo
All I could say (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Hey yo I'm lookin' for a job
Ain't nobody hiring
Then I asked the boss
When y'all doing firing
You I'm admiring
Nice job, family man, car and
Lookin' in these want ads are tiring
Could've been a fireman, learned to do wiring
Then get retirement, I blame my environment

I'm on an interview, for delivery
Locked up, felony, now the dude quizzin' me
I'm workin' on my future
Why you need to know my history
All he did was Google me, no big mystery
He ain't diggin' me
Politely he was dissin' me
No we're not hiring
But thanks for the visit, please
He ain't want me, my grandmother warned me
Them goddamn felonies would haunt me, taught me
No second chance, back to the same block
Go home my baby's mom done changed locks
This a game, huh, okay the game's on
Then she opened the door with the chain on
Said she been reaching out for several days
I ain't helpin' out, we need to go our separate ways
I was just amazed, wanna go another route
Let me get my clothes
Said she took 'em to my mother's house
She was pissed off, yeah P.O.'ed
And said go head and wild out
I'll call your P.O.

I put on my pants, put on my shoes
I pray to God, paid all my dues
I'm tryin to win, seem like I was born to lose
All I can say is (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I say let me through
But they don't let me through
You wanna quit, goddamn I'm ready to
Lifestyle I'm livin' ain't steady boo
All I could say (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I put on my pants, put on my shoes
I pray to God, paid all my dues
I'm tryin to win, seem like I was born to lose
All I can say is (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I say let me through
But they don't let me through
You wanna quit, goddamn I'm ready to
Lifestyle I'm livin' ain't steady boo
All I could say (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

YEAH ME TOO, BUT THE COST OF LIVING IN NEW YORK IS SO MUCH HIGHER THAN IT IS IN MICHIGAN WHERE I LIVE SO $12 IN NEW YORK IS REALLY NOT THAT MUCH !!

i wish i made 12/hr

SOMEBODY ON THIS PAGE NEEDS TO CALM DOWN....$12 FOR HIM ON THIS SONG COULD BE HALF OF THAT FOR SOMEONE ELSE. YOU NEVER KNOW HOW WHO EVER GET INTO THE SITUATION THEY ARE IN THANK YOU AND THAT'S ALL !!

"waaah waaaah" my job sucks.... keep whinin see how far it gitchu, niggas should be happy wit $12/hr if you aint riskin prison time or bullet holes... lululululz at sham'ron tryna get on that populist rap tip now after allat bling sh1t....hahaha, dumb ass knicka....nobody don't care about some niggas baby mama drama, niggas should never had kids and they broke, this world aint made fa livin anywayz, it's death and destruction while b1tches steady fukn....stop whinin and just try to enjoy life fagguts...$12 an hour is fine.

maybe the company is firin' cos they tryna stay in business...maybe you should start your own business and stop whinin, sell coke save some money start a record label like eazy e.. stop whinin you hear eazy e whinin?... no you didn't, you heard him doin his thing not whinin...you hear dr ghey whinin cos he a b1tch.

besides the corrupt boss aint no worse then dipsh1tset's corruption of the industry with negative nursery rhymes aimed at small children.