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I never go to church, that's for sinners, I'm a heathen
Paid tithes to myself, thank the sky and keep eating
I'm a God, you're a God, so we're all even
God is within, get a mirror and you'll see it
Ain't knock what you believe in, my class so I'm teaching
On my way to work, clocking in, getting these ends
Afternoon shift, three to ten p.m
Shoutout to my Jane and John Doe's still dreaming
Even Jesus Christ used to kick it with the rats
And the roaches, drinkers and the smokers
Gamblers and the snorters, from the rich to homeless
Everybody really somebody, even when they got nothing
Catch me in the hood, politicking with the hustlers and the strippers
Gangstas, nine-to-fivers and them straight laced women
Always handling business, take care of the children
Last but not least, stack digits

Another day, another dollar, mo money
No problem, steady filling up my pockets
Another day, another dollar, mo money
No problem, steady filling up my pockets
Another day, another dollar, mo money
No problem, steady filling up my pockets
Another day, another dollar, mo money
No problem, steady filling up my pockets

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