Quit My Job

Quit my job, I'm too damn fly Quit my job, I'm too damn fly

Quit my job, I'm too damn fly Fuck that shit, bitch, I'm that guy

I'ma chase my dreams while they wonder why And I feelin' like I'm at an all-time high

No one can stop me, I'm on the way to the broccoli Now I got time for your bitch to come top me

Now I got time for the stu, so I gotta start droppin' So I gotta start plottin

No one gon' do it like me, so I gotta work constant Fuck out with that nonsense

Tryna sell out all these events Gotta pay the bills and the rent

Thank God I know that I'm blessed Thank God for all of this stress

Cause diamonds get put to test

Thank God, diamonds get put to test