Dollar Store

[Intro: (Flywalker)]
God damn, this ni-
His ass better pick this motherfucker up
Please leave your message for Jared Pellerin
Aye, uh, Jared, uh, Pell?
It's Mr. Ni—
We ain't seen you at work in a while, man
Kinda wonderin', where ya been, son?
Been takin' your shifts up all week, man, and, uh
You gon' have to give me a call back real soon or I'ma have to
I'ma have to gon' head and let you go, mane

[Verse 1: Pell]
It's hard to stay loyal when there's thousands who adore you
Blame it on the business like I'm really gon' employ you
It's a spill on aisle nine, hard to mask like paranoia
Knew I shouldn't'a hit the blisky, now my boss thinks I'm a hippie
Would have went to class but I was studying some titties
Double D's the whole term cause I ain't passing on what's tempting
I was kidding, they were C's but at least you paid attention
Or at least enough to follow my description of an image
That I thought was what I needed, buying sexing up off the tv
Sprinkle me with rims and watch the locals try to be me
Bash me on the web but never say it when they see me
Swear I never clip my nails the way I leave these pussies bleeding
Metaphorically, kept on spitting 'til they wanted more of me
Now this bag boy get more attention than an orphan needs
Metamorphic forklifts moving, weight like its a chore to me
Then hit the punch clock and act accordingly

[Chorus: Pell]
You and me got lots of time
Don't fiend a thing, the world is ours
Me and you, the same as we
And both of us can make believe
So put your foot on the gas
You wonder why you in last
Too busy tryna to do the right thing
So place your foot on the brakes
And take some time for yourself
And runaway up on this night train

[Verse 2: Pell]
My passion is far from passive
I'm spazzing like ab contractions
I’m bout to get off at five so I can (lighter spark, inhale, coughing)
Worried 'bout where I'm headed, I'm blinded by smiling faces
I'm just tryna make out this mini matrix that we livin' in
Pissing on Pulitzer how I pencil in my childish whims
But wasn't always focused, them pheromones had me hopeless
Lily was kind enough to harbor my heart with wholeness
Not quite sure where I was going so we just lived in the moment
Hoping I packed some Trojans but notice that she ain't like that
But after I text she write back, kicking like a right back
Propped by night stand, on that dresser, yes sir
She wants some little Pells but lord knows I could do better
Seeing what I could be makes it way more harder to settle
And rappers catching amnesia they acting like they forget you
Give me fifteen minutes, I turn it into forever
I still ain't clocked off, my boss applying the pressure
Working hard to shift my future to the present
No more guessing I'm that nigga
Need that work, I will deliver
Told mama this was for me, I’ma pay back that tuition
Schooling all my peers and paying management commission
Sit a movie in my bars like I'm wrote this script from prison
Going off on tangents but I hope the youth’ll listen
Be yourself and nothin' different, watch them haters say they get it
Time is winding down, I'm clocking out but then I'm back to business

[Chorus: Pell]
You and me got lots of time
Don't fiend a thing, the world is ours
Me and you, the same as we
And both of us can make believe
So put your foot on the gas
You wonder why you in last
Too busy tryna to do the right thing
So place your foot on the brakes
And take some time for yourself
And runaway up on this night train

[Verse 3: Pell]
Pollute the institution with some textbook coolness
Made this for the ones who never saw themselves as students
The rawest athlete that probably never got recruited
And the fan who love the artist about as equal as the music
Got some henny in my cooler, some money in my future
Focused on the past and the women that seduced me
Back in 2012, thought professors couldn't use me
So I thank god for this loose leaf, I'll be writing 'til I'm woozy
I'm gone to the moon and I'll be back soon

[Outro: Pell]
I said I'm gone, to the moon, uh, uh
Yeah