Lyrics:
busy daddy's writing a song
This song ain't gonna write it'self
I'll give you one underdog then
You gotta swing by yourself
Then turn right around in
remember.... I did number four or five the other week and I... you know, it
was the other week, wasn't it? It's too f.... I was in here for a couple of days
I need)
You're all (you're all)
I need
To get by (all I need, all I need)
I got a love jones for your body and your skin tone
Five minutes
a 9 to 5
I get even where I'm from
So Barry better stay with the odds headshot
Boy I'll let a bow down in his temple
Cass' you better pray to ya God
Too late for the other side
Caught in a chase, twenty-five to life
Too late for the other side
Caught in a chase, twenty-five to life
(Yeah) too
I need)
You're all (you're all)
I need
To get by (all I need, all I need)
I got a love jones for your body and your skin tone
Five minutes
versions of Feeding of the 5000
By jerks whose only fuck off to the system has been one off the wrist?
It's the Feeding of the 5 Knuckle Shuffle.
*
If
Got you right in my sight
Got me blind
Girl fall in line
Got a V12 number 9
Why should you get my mind
That's what it was on these drugs
Smoke my
To the west coast
I'm gone
I'm tired of the 9 to 5
I can barely get some rest
The workplace ain't the best
And the payment isn't even nice
But soon I'll will be
to stay alive
I try to keep my nose clean but still afford nice things
I'll do anything for a piece of mind
I was never cut out to work a 9-5
A black man's
and fucking fakes
Man 190 proof yeah I'll take it to my grave
V-I-C-T-O-R-Y
D-R-S till the day I die
Down with the ship until the waters above my eyes
Victory
mind, let's waste no time, I'll be your baby
Fuck the PS5 cause baby, I ain't here to play
Fuck 'em other hoe, they for the skreets, aye
Aye, lil baby
it's six hole in your casket
Give me a high five and I'll put that nine lower than your esophagus
Then smack you so hard that you have to come with
Still going five in the morning
Getting wild in the morning
Like I'll never get to hold you
Like it that you wild and you own it
I like it that you
I
WISH I HcD YOU cLL THE TIME
cLWcYS ON MY MIND
ON MY MIND
SHOW ME
I'LL SHOW YOU
YOU DON'T HcVE TO WORRY cBOUT NOTHING
TEcSE ME
I'LL TEcSE YOU
FEEL
Trapped in the 9-5, so I can survive and try
To provide for my life, but my mind will never supply
The right kind of time for my rhymes (Why?)
I don't know
If you lookin' for me, I ain't hard to find
I'll be right there, posted on that 5 9
I got a burner in my lap at all times
And a bag of sticky icky
I'll take that 1v5 like Kobe
One to nine wan hold me
Niggas dying I ain't sober
Niggas flying I ain't totin
I'm out of time, check the Rollie nigga
to the po po
How you gon talk shit about Meek
Mill you've been a Dream Chaser
Fell the fuck off the scene
And become a free baser
Ill put five to the side
Grind that vegetable, feedin my sweet one her five a day
Five guys get high for days
Five guys a mile away
Bound to say, got this mind on the money
better than great, heh heh
Uh in fact, I might just be top five
All-time, or at least top ten, well
Maybe nine minus five, divided by two
Minus the amount
can you, do it? Shaine screams Yes!!!!!!! Without thinking, the lady then says I’ll pay you $5 per delivery; Shaine gladly agrees and asks when can I
Real nice bitch and she come from Haiti
Ion' block niggas I just DND baby
And I'll grinch ya, this 4.5 on my hip
It's a stickup
Put yo' blick up
Be by my
.8)[01:11.96]My enemies fall by my side[01:15.06]A thousand fall[01:16.84]But can come nigh me (v.7)[01:19.31]I wonder what you thinking bout me[01:22.00]As your blood fell
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