Lyrics:
was printed in 1984
And I'm always between haircuts
and Im always between jobs
Just between you and me
there's a synchronicity
and that's what's
on the lips
Cause I'm somewhere between a day job and a daydream
I'm somewhere between a day job and a daydream
I am on a trip on a rocket ship
Gonna kiss
In between jobs
They don't want me here
In between hobbies
I treat like my career
I sing these songs
For you to hear my dear
Did you hear
The last
in between jobs
Can you dig it? I knew that you could
Can you dig it? I was hopin' you would
There's only one way to win this show man
Be the one
around
But all-in-all when you do an evaluation
We've gotta good thing going you and me
It's hard to see how lucky
Between bills, jobs, and family
We've
I'm bruised
It's always back and forth
Between three jobs
My heart is fucked, bleeding out
On the countertop
And now I'm broken and holdin' on
But I'm
me barely make the rate
When I move across these packages
In between my dead-end jobs
What do I do
If I lose every reason
And I can't make
In between jobs
In between hoes
In between thighs, you know that pussy got me loko
Bust in two seconds, damn that bitch know how to deepthroat
I’m
I'm ah between jobs currently, so I need a source of income
The rent ain't gonna pay itself, ya know
Yeah, well, let's see if you're qualified. Did you
mom
He in between jobs and he ain't got no dough
If his dough right then it's so tight
Way too nice, where can a girl get a thug
With puffy
jobs
I was in between plan 19
I was tryna see the world
I ain't finna die young
I was singing to the man like me
(I was signing to the man like me)
I`m angry at that
Well now that I`m finished
This small town world seems so much bigger
It didn`t seem important then
Between jobs and flags
stay at your crib you was down for his cause
He was in between girls, or in between jobs
But it's still no excuse for him to be a slob
Your girl stays
Ever took a piss test that you didn't pass?
In between jobs in the past? How you get cash?
I done worked over hot ass stoves
I done picked up trash off
to think about everything that's going on
Dad's getting old, I don't really see my mom
And I'm in between jobs tryna get my shit to pop
Pocket change I'm
[Pre-Chorus]
Cigarette and weed smell coating my garage
I been tryna hit the studio in between working jobs
I told you that i’d be there for you,
I
between jobs and feelin targeted/cops startin shit/leaving a strain on my consciousness/Fruits of labor from a Black King aint getting harvested until
and
Late night trips to shopping centers
And yeah I'll smoke you out but I'm
Short on bud because I'm
In between jobs right now.
I'll ask about your
I'm yesterday's news, tomorrow's chip paper
I'm in between jobs, and I will be later
Yeah
Here lies
Here lies
A drop in the ocean, a shadow in
hate having to choose
Starvation or be a homeless mess
Who knew you'd be considing homelessness
In between jobs and living on your own
Can't be what you
the boots on the ground
I was just a kid, but I'm fucked up now
Oh, what I could've been
I'm not between jobs, no I'm not
I'm just in between paychecks all
pocket full of pills, but he don’t pop none (Four, One)
Cause when he in between jobs you can cop some (Yeah)
And Flacko still my brother, he’ll drop some’
Some travel for months
Others just for a weekend
Some are in between jobs
Others work as they go
Leave the comforts of home
Take the trip
yeah
Courvoisier, double cup nigga, cheers
I’m talking ‘bout money low, between jobs
Debt from school plus a credit card
Even DJed at a strip club
Honeys
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