My nine to five They want an arm and a leg And a bit of blood sweat and tears when I call it a day Ain't no chains but we call it the gang Play hard as you work work hard as you play I got a family and friends too But honestly I couldn't even tell you what my friends do Some are crooks some work on the books Some ambiguous, only work a week then they book Some got great credit Some financially dumb Some really carry hammers Some carry a gun We all lit when we link Like a guild of electricians
Nine 2 Five Verse 1 ( @ 0:10 ) It's 5 o' clock, in the morning Startled by the alarms, and flash, lights.. It's too early I shouldn't been, drinking last, night. Hit the snooze button and wake up, F**!, I overslept. Rushing fast to make it out the pad, if I know what's best, Gotta. Weave, through traffic Everybody driving slow. And I'm NOT gonna be late Aye Get Tha F**k Off, Tha Road. Clocking in only two, minutes before the shift, start. Ready for all tha bull, s**t cause it plays a big part. Work hard, and mind my business; That's the daily routine. Then the boss come round the corner staring at me very mean. Power trippin' like I ain't, did, nothing but he don't know the truth Then he see the results and gives more work than what I'm 'spose to do I play it off, smooth, dealing with some tough, luck. It's an organization but everything is f****d, up. Scrambling to make sure the order's right, before they ride. Gotta long list of demands. With a shortage of supplies.. All the equipment's failin'. The paperwork is trailin'. The system ain't prevailin' What's Next. It Aint No Tellin'. This s**t'll make you go, crazy with ya mind, state. No wonder they gotta turn, over at a High, Rate Tired Of. Verse 2 ( @ 1:36 ) Shawty keep tryna throw it. Like she want me to blow it That'll lead to so many problems You All, Ready Know It I'm focused on what's important I got. Plans to succeed I got. Bills, to pay. I gotta family to feed. People actin' like they the boss. Tryna control the citizens. It's way, too many chiefs. And not enough, indians I'm sick of listenin' to n****z b******' with that bickerin' I'm at the job, feelin' like I'm livin' in imprisonment. Dealin' with them foreigners they don't know what is what. They be stinkin' up the place. And They Always F****n' Up. And no matter what you do. No matter what you believe in. There's always one, person that don't like you for no reason Tryna. Start, some trouble Tryna, make you retire. Or hoping that you'll lose it all and end up getting fired Loud, mouth, muthaf*****s never seem to get the picture That ain't got Nuthin' to do, with Me. This For My N****z That Been. Verse 3 ( @ 2:47 ) Gotta watch out for them randoms cause they be the camouflagers. You tell them all ya info They begin to analyze ya. They'll do, anything to get ahead a sabotage ya Leaving you to deal, with the damage when they vandalize ya Or somebody with seniority who's blind and can't, see. He f****d the work, order but he's tryna blame, Me. They gon' play the field. For a greater deal and make you take the pill. Talkin' 'bout, working as a team like they some navy seals They know it's every man for himself. But they gon' fake the real Cause if I get fired, They Ain't Gon' Try To Help Me Pay My Bills.. Them corporate people are the shadiest of snakes Manipulating papers Catch you sleepin' while you're wide awake. All them rules are like the law. They don't give you no support I Thought. I was at work. Why it feel like I'm in court. At the end, of the day, Y'all all can leave me alone. I Ain't Talkin' I Just Wanna Do My Job And Go, Home Cuz I've Been ( @ 3:57 ) Can't Complain About The Pay Tho
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My boy in his #JustBlaze #JusticeLeague bag. HEAVY 🥵🤯💯🔥
On the way to work right now this shit hits home 🔥🔥🔥🔥
To the Bvt mobile! This jawn knock in the wip.
Absolutely 🔥 please make more like this
I can’t lie this sound like it belongs on a UFC or 2k game.
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buying this asap
Sayless...it'll be done today
done yet? good luck beat dope as hell
Yup
Ayotollah would be proud of this beat bro. This shit is fire. I wanna spit a verse on this hard. So so good... already writing!
My nine to five
They want an arm and a leg
And a bit of blood sweat and tears
when I call it a day
Ain't no chains
but we call it the gang
Play hard as you work
work hard as you play
I got a family
and friends too
But honestly I couldn't even tell
you what my friends do
Some are crooks
some work on the books
Some ambiguous,
only work a week then they book
Some got great credit
Some financially dumb
Some really carry hammers
Some carry a gun
We all lit when we link
Like a guild of electricians
nahhhhh thats fresh af shiiiii! lol i love the friends line and shit yalready know
Nine 2 Five
Verse 1 ( @ 0:10 )
It's 5 o' clock, in the morning Startled by the alarms, and flash, lights..
It's too early I shouldn't been, drinking last, night.
Hit the snooze button and wake up, F**!, I overslept.
Rushing fast to make it out the pad, if I know what's best, Gotta.
Weave, through traffic Everybody driving slow.
And I'm NOT gonna be late Aye Get Tha F**k Off, Tha Road.
Clocking in only two, minutes before the shift, start.
Ready for all tha bull, s**t cause it plays a big part.
Work hard, and mind my business; That's the daily routine.
Then the boss come round the corner staring at me very mean.
Power trippin' like I ain't, did, nothing but he don't know the truth Then he see the results and gives more work than what I'm 'spose to do I play it off, smooth, dealing with some tough, luck.
It's an organization but everything is f****d, up.
Scrambling to make sure the order's right, before they ride.
Gotta long list of demands. With a shortage of supplies..
All the equipment's failin'. The paperwork is trailin'.
The system ain't prevailin' What's Next. It Aint No Tellin'.
This s**t'll make you go, crazy with ya mind, state.
No wonder they gotta turn, over at a
High, Rate Tired Of.
Verse 2 ( @ 1:36 )
Shawty keep tryna throw it. Like she want me to blow it That'll lead to so many problems You All, Ready Know It I'm focused on what's important I got. Plans to succeed I got.
Bills, to pay. I gotta family to feed.
People actin' like they the boss. Tryna control the citizens.
It's way, too many chiefs. And not enough, indians I'm sick of listenin' to n****z b******' with that bickerin' I'm at the job, feelin' like I'm livin' in imprisonment.
Dealin' with them foreigners they don't know what is what.
They be stinkin' up the place. And They Always F****n' Up.
And no matter what you do. No matter what you believe in.
There's always one, person that don't like you for no reason Tryna.
Start, some trouble Tryna, make you retire.
Or hoping that you'll lose it all and end up getting fired Loud, mouth, muthaf*****s never seem to get the picture That ain't got Nuthin' to do, with Me.
This For My N****z That Been.
Verse 3 ( @ 2:47 )
Gotta watch out for them randoms cause they be the camouflagers.
You tell them all ya info They begin to analyze ya.
They'll do, anything to get ahead a sabotage ya Leaving you to deal, with the damage when they vandalize ya Or somebody with seniority who's blind and can't, see.
He f****d the work, order but he's tryna blame, Me.
They gon' play the field. For a greater deal and make you take the pill.
Talkin' 'bout, working as a team like they some navy seals They know it's every man for himself. But they gon' fake the real Cause if I get fired, They Ain't Gon' Try To Help Me Pay My Bills..
Them corporate people are the shadiest of snakes Manipulating papers Catch you sleepin' while you're wide awake.
All them rules are like the law. They don't give you no support I Thought.
I was at work. Why it feel like I'm in court.
At the end, of the day, Y'all all can leave me alone.
I Ain't Talkin' I Just Wanna Do My
Job And Go, Home Cuz I've Been
( @ 3:57 )
Can't Complain About The Pay Tho
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can i use this for non profit?
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