Released: September 13, 2011
[Verse 1: Slim Gravy]
Yea, Lemme' be straight up - I need a job homie
A 9 to 5 man, I ain’t even got 5 on it
Got this interview but I ain’t got no ride
So I guess I’ll catch the city bus
Fore' I do I’ll get high
Captain kush for breakfast
Had a bowl this morning
Should be sober by eleven, I’m high as heaven
Popping breath mints, only trying to make a nice impression
So I freshen up, crease my slacks, shirt on tuck
Put on cologne - think I squirt too much
Trying to cover up the purp' I puffed hope it work
Or I'm fucked, nigga need work like a cluck
Pockets been hurtin' like a mug
Opportunity is in the mud
And dirty I’ll get for this 40 hours shift
Sweep and scrub I plunge out shit
Write out the check
Still on the bus - my stop is next
Get off and I walk bout' a block
Still blowed than a bitch - spark up a square
Hope they don't know that I’m high
Cause' my eyes heavy - eyes cherry
You know that I got me some drops
Now lemme' try to focus
Man I hope they don’t notice
Cause I’m...
[Hook](x2)
Too high, Can't come down
Mayne I'm Throwed
Losing my head round' round' and 'round
Man I’m throwed in this bitch
I'm throwed out the brain
Can you feel me now?
Man I’m throwed in this bitch
Throwed, throwed out the brain
Man I'm throwed
[Verse 2: Slim Gravy]
So I got the gig
Dont even really know how I got the shit
So to God I give all the glory
Can’t live off unemployment
Now they want me to start the next morning
Shit I’m like, "cool"
From 5 am to bout 2
Need to find a ride or i guess I’m screwed
Ain’t trying to get fired but what am I to do?
I don’t know maybe catch a cab
But I ain't got cash so I have to dash
Beginning of training
And I ain't tryin' to miss not a minute of payment
Long story short: yo' I did it and made it
Clocked in, call center hoes boppin
Other niggas there are hatin' - the trainer's obnoxious
And I ain’t got the patience, can’t wait till 2 o’clock
Man, when the first break is? Cause I swear that I’m blazing
Got a blunt in my pocket - already rolled up
Went far around the corner - made sure nobody watchin'
So I fired up... (fired up)
Now I’m high as fuck... (I'm high as fuck)
And I already know
This the type of shit that a nigga get fired for
But I wasn’t even thinkin', walked in straight stinkin'
Smelled just like a pound, but ain't' nobody said shit
Feelin' like I’m on a space ship
Naw ain't no comin down, fuck around
Just tell em' that I'm comin' down with a cold, no
I could say it's an emergency, gotta go, no
I just roll with it
Man, I'm trippin' I shoulda' brought that cologne with me
What I don’t know is that its cameras watchin'
I was sittin' in training manager walked in
Looked me dead in the face and said
"Meet me in office, don’t keep me waiting"
Man I hope that he playin' - but I know that he not
You see where this goin'?
I go in the door then he close it and lock
And he said, "you must be..."
[Hook](x2)
Yea, Lemme' be straight up - I need a job homie
A 9 to 5 man, I ain’t even got 5 on it
Got this interview but I ain’t got no ride
So I guess I’ll catch the city bus
Fore' I do I’ll get high
Captain kush for breakfast
Had a bowl this morning
Should be sober by eleven, I’m high as heaven
Popping breath mints, only trying to make a nice impression
So I freshen up, crease my slacks, shirt on tuck
Put on cologne - think I squirt too much
Trying to cover up the purp' I puffed hope it work
Or I'm fucked, nigga need work like a cluck
Pockets been hurtin' like a mug
Opportunity is in the mud
And dirty I’ll get for this 40 hours shift
Sweep and scrub I plunge out shit
Write out the check
Still on the bus - my stop is next
Get off and I walk bout' a block
Still blowed than a bitch - spark up a square
Hope they don't know that I’m high
Cause' my eyes heavy - eyes cherry
You know that I got me some drops
Now lemme' try to focus
Man I hope they don’t notice
Cause I’m...
[Hook](x2)
Too high, Can't come down
Mayne I'm Throwed
Losing my head round' round' and 'round
Man I’m throwed in this bitch
I'm throwed out the brain
Can you feel me now?
Man I’m throwed in this bitch
Throwed, throwed out the brain
Man I'm throwed
[Verse 2: Slim Gravy]
So I got the gig
Dont even really know how I got the shit
So to God I give all the glory
Can’t live off unemployment
Now they want me to start the next morning
Shit I’m like, "cool"
From 5 am to bout 2
Need to find a ride or i guess I’m screwed
Ain’t trying to get fired but what am I to do?
I don’t know maybe catch a cab
But I ain't got cash so I have to dash
Beginning of training
And I ain't tryin' to miss not a minute of payment
Long story short: yo' I did it and made it
Clocked in, call center hoes boppin
Other niggas there are hatin' - the trainer's obnoxious
And I ain’t got the patience, can’t wait till 2 o’clock
Man, when the first break is? Cause I swear that I’m blazing
Got a blunt in my pocket - already rolled up
Went far around the corner - made sure nobody watchin'
So I fired up... (fired up)
Now I’m high as fuck... (I'm high as fuck)
And I already know
This the type of shit that a nigga get fired for
But I wasn’t even thinkin', walked in straight stinkin'
Smelled just like a pound, but ain't' nobody said shit
Feelin' like I’m on a space ship
Naw ain't no comin down, fuck around
Just tell em' that I'm comin' down with a cold, no
I could say it's an emergency, gotta go, no
I just roll with it
Man, I'm trippin' I shoulda' brought that cologne with me
What I don’t know is that its cameras watchin'
I was sittin' in training manager walked in
Looked me dead in the face and said
"Meet me in office, don’t keep me waiting"
Man I hope that he playin' - but I know that he not
You see where this goin'?
I go in the door then he close it and lock
And he said, "you must be..."
[Hook](x2)