Dot Cromwell 30 Minute Lunch Break Lyrics

Chorus:

Look/
My store manager trynna test me/
Yea/
I'mma beat his ass into next week/
Yea/
My girlfriend told me speak professionally/
Yea/
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa/
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa/

Smiling so the nigga think it's safe now/
Yea/
But I'm share the combo to the safe now/
Yea/
My homie stuck it up so we laced nowwww/
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa/
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa/

Verse 1 (Dot):

I'm sitting on my break dreaming about lier jets and coupes/
I feel like BIG I wanna sell records like Snoop/
Oops/
I mean I ain't even recoup/
Three dollar's for lunch I guess I'm f*cking with the soup/
Hard times/
Couple that with God lines/
And grandiose vision/
Living like television/
Everything is where you are/
Everyone is a star/
Post it on instagram/
Get your own billboard/
I mean lord/

Verse 2 (Chill Moody):

Lord can you save us/
Played us but never payed us/
Major problem, minimum wages/
Declared war, then they sent us them pages/
Come to sentence and they giving them bages/
Swear that living is dangerous/
Pray for different arrangements/
Cuz mom dukes getting too anxious/
Tired of seeing her son dipping through ranges/
To get a few payments/
In a minute we famous/
First step before you get it you claim it/
Don't get any plainer/
So you can either sit and complain/
Or break through them doors get on your Kramer/
What you saying bruh?/

Chorus:

Look/
My old jawn think we getting hitched now/
Yea/
She heard a couple songs on my dick now/
Yea/
She acting like she with me writing hits now/
Nah/
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa/
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa/

Me and Segen split a quarter tank ya'll/
Yea/
Broke but we pouring up the drank ya'll/
Yea/
Soon we'll be laughing to the bank ya'llll/
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa/
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa/

Verse 3 (Chill):
I'm sitting in the crib dreaming about being that bol/
You heard about/
Through word of mouth/
Funds in absurd amounts/
In-zoning cuz I learned a route since Nice Things/
That's what you heard him shout/
I heard'em out/
But they was talking bull, and the herd is out/
A different situation, feeling like we deserve it now/
So we ain't turning down/
Vision clear and they eyes is on the bol/
Searching for the point but ours is on the board/
I mean Lord/

Verse 4 (Dot):

Please forgive/
I've always took the Hardaway/
A penny for my thoughts, My mind is really Pluto far away/
I'm shooting till it's no opps/
I ain't washed, but get up on my soap box/
My boy just lost his job to a robot/
He'll bounce back, I'm showing him dedication/
The only thing you leaving on earth is your reputation/
I was once you a black zombie for any wage I could carry/
Resurrected from corporate americas cemetery/
Flow telekinetic/
Moving them like I'm Carrie/
Then carry the weight of the world, bench press you're every/
Fear, my nigga here/
Jewels that you don't wear/
Gyms that you don't ball at/
Stand up where you fall at/
Man shit what we call that/
Nigga we don't crawl back/
Destiny on the line, I be damned if I don't call back/
I'm johnny cash meets Jay-z/
They Donnie B meets J Reid/
We a whole nother breed/
Me and Moody on the mic, we a whole nother league/
Balling hard, gett'em camo, them niggas looking fatigued/

Chorus:

Look/
My store manager trynna test me/
Yea/
I'mma beat his ass into next week/
Yea/
My girlfriend told me speak professionally/
Yea/
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa/
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa/

Smiling so the nigga think it's safe now/
Yea/
But I'm share the combo to the safe now/
Yea/
My homie stuck it up so we laced nowwww/
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa/
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa/