I Can't Quit - Devin

(2 guys talking about Devin) 

Man. They got him in the office again  man. 
Yeah  I know. He's been in there for an hour already. 
And ya know  I kinda feel bad for the guy. 
Damn  what do you mean. The fucker clocks in drunk. 
Man  it's his wife and kids; that's who you need to feel sorry for. 
Yeah  I know. And ya know  what are they gonna do if he loses another job. 
Fuckin' alcy. Fuckin' pothead. 
He owes me $5 anyway. 

Verse 1: 

On my way to the job 
Drunk than a bitch 
I'm late for work again 
Damn, boss goin' have a fit 
He said, "This shit been going on 
For just too damn long 
I need to go and find some help 
Or take my drunk ass home" 
And I really don't wanna quit 
Because see then I can't sit 
Up on my ass and smoke my grass from unemployment checks 
And I admit, when I wake up 
I hit the drank, I blow up 
But in back of the job 
I don't bother noone 
I stay strictly to myself 
Co-workers know I be blowed 
So they say my production is throwed 
And I'm not carrying my load 
So I go, and share my problems 
With my friends who be 
Just as high as I 
As they pass the doobie to me 
Who we be, fucked up fool, drunk, blowed, bent 
When it's time to pay my rent 
My money's damn near spent 
I know I'm fucking up my lungs 
My liver ain't 'bout shit 
From all the weed 
And all the alcohol 
But y'all, I can't quit 

(2 guys talking) 

Man, if it was me dog, I'd say, "Fuck that job". 
Man, here. Hit the weed, man. Fuck a job, man. 
Shit, I'll hit that. Here, I'll hit it