[Verse 1 - Praverb the Wyse]
Dressed down, decked out in a Polo shirt
Checks bounce like the way that a pogo works
9 to 5, strive to thrive, despite low wages
The story of my life without no pages//
Clock in, clock out, just a matter of time
Work hard, hardly work, some shatter their spine
No frontal lobe, I erase the dream
In the pursuit of happiness, trying to chase the cream//
Got an Associates, no raise, praise from associates
Advanced degrees, I wonder if it's over with
BA in Pysch, on strike with these motorists
In DMV, where the traffic is atrocious//
Approaching 30 quick
Ten years with promotion and I still feel they haven't heard me spit
The game is a vacuum and I'm the salesman
Still trying to sell these Kirby kits, sheesh//
I'm tired of this routine, hit the alarm clock
Today is my destiny, I got the game on lock
Different clothes, worn to the same gig
Intakes and outtakes, smiling at the same kids//
Relate my life to their's, I overcame it
We God's children, we don't have the same skin
Foster home, at eight, at ten I was brainless
Constant trouble maker, switches, I was trained with//

[Chorus - Don Streat]
I got my check in today and of course I'm feeling fine (okay)
Everyday I clock in and out and of course I'm on the dime (yeah)
I put in work over time cause you know holmes got to shine (un huh)
I need that like yesterday that's why I stay on the grind

[Verse 2 - Don Streat]
Donnie Homy up in Benny Hanna's
Yup I hardly ate now I’m on that R1 Honda
My wife on the back of it factor in nobody moving at the same pace and me
And I ain’t even racing B//
Basically neck and neck with the blue collarers
I do anything to bring a dollar in, holla at me
Soldier of fortune unfortunately
I only get a portion of my pay when I’m overseas//
Look big homie still feel blessed
Smiling when I’m counting up numbers on my L.E.S
For you civilians that’s a pay stub,
with my Fam trying to lay up
Trying to get way up,
no time to wait up//
Lacing my J’s up,
when I’m running to the money my shoes’ll stay up
I ain’t hiding from it sonny I want it in hundreds
Since fast food days as a youngen//
Yea my youngens like where it at
Don’t have it when they need it they ain’t trying to hear that
They ain't trying to take a lost like the bear cats
Trying to hit the mall with friends where the gear at//
Soon as I get got to share that
And my oldest talking bout beauty salons where hair at
So she can get hat Kerry Hilson cut
Acting like I’m Daddy Warbucks yea they got me messed up//

[Chorus - Don Streat]
I got my check in today and of course I'm feeling fine (okay)
Everyday I clock in and out and of course I'm on the dime (yeah)
I put in work over time cause you know holmes got to shine (un huh)
I need that like yesterday that's why I stay on the grind