What a Job Devin The Dude (Ft. André 3000 & Snoop Dogg)

[Chorus]
Rolling up another Swisha, listening to the beat again
Dranking but we concentrating, smoke another Sweet again
Steadily rewinding trying to make some hot shit
Oh, what a job this is
Another all nighter trying to get it done
Barely make it home with the morning sun
Baby mother thinking that you on some other shit
Oh, what a job this is

[Verse 1: Devin the Dude]
Dranking yet I'm thinking of another rhyme
Smoking, hoping that some bad news will come some other time
'Cause I'm trying to do what I love; I love what I do
This music is something more different than the weed and the brew
That's why we mashing we ain't asking for nothing we working for it
Push it, peddle it to the people, they can't ignore it
This is for all the independents, a few major labels
The big studios who still give niggas favors
On the mixing and mastering
Puzzling and plastering the tracks together
On tapes, CDs, wax or whatever
This is for all the engineers who smoke weed
Can't forget about the production costs and all the hidden fees
For another rhyme written, we spend time spitting in the booth
Sometimes it's like a pigeon coop
But it's all for the cause
So I'm gonna continue to MC and smoke weed
You know I'm...