I've been working this grave shift and I ain't made sh- (me too)
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly (I swear I do)
Past the sky, oh (GLC feel you, baby, I feel you, man)
I've been working this grave shift and I ain't made sh-
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly
Past the sky (man, man, man), oh, oh, oh
If my manager insults me again, I will be assaulting him
After I f- the manager up, then I'm gonna shorten the register up
Let's go back, back to the Gap, look at my check, wasn't no scratch
So if I stole, wasn't my fault, yeah, I stole, never got caught
They take me to the back and pat me, asking me about some khakis
But let some black people walk in, I bet you they show off their token blackie
Oh, now they love Kanye, "Let's put him all in the front of the store"
So I'm on break next to the no smoking sign with a - in the mall
Taking my hits, writing my hits, writing my rhymes, playing my mind
This f- job can't help him, so I quit, y'all welcome
Y'all don't know my struggle, y'all can't match my hustle
You can't catch my hustle
You can't fathom my love, dude
Lock yourself in a room doing five beats a day for three summers
That's A Different World like Cree Summer's
I deserve to do these numbers
The kid that made that deserves that made back
So many records in my basement
I'm just waitin' on my spaceship, blaow
I've been working this grave shift and I ain't made sh-
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly
Past the sky, oh
I've been working this grave shift and I ain't made sh-
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly
Past the sky (man, way past the sky) oh, oh (let's go, uh)
And I didn't even try to work a job
Represent the mob at the same time (woo)
Thirsty on the grind, Chi' state of mind
Lost my mama, lost my mind (Aww)
Life, my love, that's not mine
"Why you ain't signed?" Wasn't my time
Leave me alone, work for y'all
Half of it's yours, half of it's mine
Only wanna ball, never wanna fall (uh)
Gotta get mine, gotta take mine (uh)
Got a T-, reach my prime (uh)
Gotta make these haters respect mine (yeah)
In the mall 'til 12 when my schedule had said 9
Putting them pants on shelves
Waiting patiently, I ask myself
Where I wanna go, where I wanna be
Life is much more than running in the streets
Holler at Ye, hit me with the beat
Put me on my feet, sounds so sweet
Yes, I'm the same old G
Same goatee, stayin' lowkey, nope
Holler at God, "Man, why'd you have to take my folks?"
Hope to see Freddie G., Yusef G, love my G
Rolly G, police watch me
Smoke my - and count my Gs
Got a lot of people counting on me (that's right)
Man, I'm just tryin' to find my peace (that's right)
Should've finished school like my niece
Then I finally wouldn't use my piece, blaow!
I've been working this grave shift and I ain't made sh-
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly
Past the sky, oh
I've been working this grave shift and I ain't made sh-
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly
Past the sky, oh, oh, oh
I 'member having to take the dollar cab coming home real late at night
Standing on my feet all damn day tryna make this thing right
And havin' one of my coworkers say, "Yo, you look just like
This kid I seen in an old Buta Rhymes video the other night"
Well, easy come, easy go, how that saying goes
No more broad service, cars, and them TV shows
That all had got snatched from me, A&Rs and they faculties
All turn their back on me and didn't wanna hear a rap from me
So naturally, actually, had to face things factually
Had to be a catastrophe, empty fridge is staring back at me
'Cause nothing's there, nothing's fair
I don't wanna ever go back there
So, I won't be taking no days off 'til my spaceship takes off, blaow!
I've been working this grave shift and I ain't made sh-
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly
Past the sky, oh
I've been working this grave shift and I ain't made sh-
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly
Past the sky, oh, oh, oh
I wanna fly
I wanna fly
I said I want my chariot to pick me up and take a brother for a ride
(Heaven knows, heaven knows)