[Intro: K-Rino]
Woah, we gon’ send this one out to all the people who ain’t doing nothing with their life, haha
You know who you are
You laying around right now doing nothing listening to this song
Eating somebody else’s food
[Verse 1: K-Rino]
Ain’t got no goals in life, you just sit on your stairs
Don’t even wash your clothes, won’t even comb your hair
Not tryna help yourself, that’s how you wanna live
But you’re still unemployed, living at your mama’s crib
You told your son you broke, man you’s an evil dude
But you just left Poppa Doughs—paid for five people’s food
You got your income tax but never checked your bills
Went to the mall and spent two thirds on clothes, the rest on pills
Your partner loaned you money, but you ain’t grateful, black
When you got on your feet, you never paid him back
You say that you a soldier, but you ain’t got no honour
You got 4 babies now, ran out on all their mamas
Don’t even got no car, damn sure don’t own no house
Your woman working hard, you at home on her couch
Homeboy, you 35 but roaching like you 2
You’ll beat your woman up punk but you won’t fight no dude
[Hook: K-Rino]
Because you trifling, you so you so trifling
You so you so trifling, you so you so trifling
You so you so trifling, you so you so trifling
You so you so trifling, you so you so trifling
Woah, we gon’ send this one out to all the people who ain’t doing nothing with their life, haha
You know who you are
You laying around right now doing nothing listening to this song
Eating somebody else’s food
[Verse 1: K-Rino]
Ain’t got no goals in life, you just sit on your stairs
Don’t even wash your clothes, won’t even comb your hair
Not tryna help yourself, that’s how you wanna live
But you’re still unemployed, living at your mama’s crib
You told your son you broke, man you’s an evil dude
But you just left Poppa Doughs—paid for five people’s food
You got your income tax but never checked your bills
Went to the mall and spent two thirds on clothes, the rest on pills
Your partner loaned you money, but you ain’t grateful, black
When you got on your feet, you never paid him back
You say that you a soldier, but you ain’t got no honour
You got 4 babies now, ran out on all their mamas
Don’t even got no car, damn sure don’t own no house
Your woman working hard, you at home on her couch
Homeboy, you 35 but roaching like you 2
You’ll beat your woman up punk but you won’t fight no dude
[Hook: K-Rino]
Because you trifling, you so you so trifling
You so you so trifling, you so you so trifling
You so you so trifling, you so you so trifling
You so you so trifling, you so you so trifling
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.