Quitting

Album cover art for "Quitting" by Khary & Latrell James

Khary & Latrell James - Rap, USA

Quitting

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[Intro: Khary] You know, living in New York I used to write a lot of songs on the train Like- Like, to and from work In-between interning And my part-time jobs That's- That's the only time I really had [Verse 1: Khary] I've been working All damn day For about like Two weeks straight My boss is a Fucking bitch Matter fact You can tell that ho I fucking quit! I just got a dollar for a raise What the fuck is this? I can make more money on the train Doing fucking flips Barely got enough to go on break Eat some fucking chips And you always wonder why I'm late For my fucking shift I don't smile enough, I know My shirt's never tucked, I know You should write me up, I don't Give a fuck about emails, about retail When I'm not at work and I'm not clocked in You can spare me them details Don't care about your point of sale I'ma be a rapper Gi-Give me a year and I'ma be on, be on See the the sign, yeah, neon, neon Don't believe me, nigga, don't believe me So many people I'ma shit and pee on Folding shirts is not my dream I don't know who you were kiddin' How 'bout you suck my dick? Call that my new position I swear [Interlude: Khary] So I used to work retail, and- I mean that shit fucking sucked But, uh... You'd have all these people Move to New York to chase all their dreams And they get so caught up and just Settle for like some management position But me I always thought, "Fuck that" [Verse 2: Latrell James] I-I-I-I was searching for A place that I can go, I can go Place where I ain't got to feel no Pain no more, pain no more Hit the red eye in the morning DK know, DK know Leave that stressful shit behind And save your soul, save your soul Hope I don't run out of memories Play Metal Gear Solid for hours, left animal crackers on couches Spilt ketchup all over my outfit We live for directed deposits I hope I don't run out of Hennessy, 'cause the liquor eliminates problems Drink 'til I'm numb and the past is forgotten Swim in my thoughts, and I drown out my conscience 'til I'm out of options I'm second-guessing all my actions Waiting for something better really happen Steady giving out that good You know the universe a magnet Tried to organize the madness, only lead to more reactions Only lead to my distractions Only lead to my disaster This exactly what happened, oh boy Man, I thought my world ended When she told us 'bout her sickness Start to question my existence I was praying for remission But what kind of example Would she be setting for her children? Man, I wouldn't have my momma If she ever thought of quitting Glad she didn't

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Credits

Writers
  • Latrell James
  • Khary