Hard Out Here
Tired of workin’ for the man
I want to work for this woman
Don’t want to be sittin’ up here wonderin’
What my check gon’ be
I want to know, don’t want no one evaluatin’ me
Givin’ me what they think I need
I'm the only one who knows
Tired of being treated like a 9-5 ho’
Ain’t the one to want to fit in ya plan
I need to get this doe in my hand and I don’t want to go ya way
I'm gonna make my own
tired of being left out here alone
I'mma use what I got to get what I need
Cause all this back and forth ish’ just ain’t me
Don’t want to explain why I don’t want to come to work today
You didn’t really need me in that meeting anyway…
Lets keep it straight street
Tired of going by your "what I say goes" policy
Not feelin it’
Slavery been through
But here I go again coming in to do this job for you
How I'm suppose to get ahead if you keep trying to hold me down
O that’s right I'm not suppose to, that’s why I'm still here now!
Copyright © Norey Bailey | Year Posted 2007
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