Dope Jobs Homeless Obie Trice

[Intro]
Shitted on, ran from it (I did it all)

[Verse 1]
I sold dope, watched fiends crave for rock
Watch 'em watchin me put the stash in my sock (Hey! Yo! Yo!)
Walkie-talk to niggas from the corner when the Feds 'bout to enter
Pumped up blocks, summer to winter
Kerosene heaters by my feet
Takin tops off, just so a nigga can eat lunch meat
Four days, no Z's
From the first to third, end of the month, I'm too excited to get sleep
I bagged up 2's
Aggravated by picky motherfuckers who don't know which rock to choose (Picky man!)
Took outta town trips
Two seconds in this son of a bitch, NARCs run in, talkin shit (Who dis?)
I know about dope, I lost my man Lou to the coke
Pumpin over there off of DeSoto
Any nigga who don't know about this
I hit ya with the Iron Mike quote "that's ludicrous!"
Shittin in the tub, pissin in the tub
Hepatitis B inflicted in a thug
I know about that shit right there

[Hook]
Hey yo, Dope, Jobs, Homeless, I did it all
Y'all niggas can't tell me shit
Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all
Who the fuck goin' to tell me shit?
Dope, Jobs, Homeless...