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I been at work all week
Can't wait to hit that scene
That 9-5 ain't no way to live
I get home from work and sleep
40 hours every week
Don't know how

comin' with your shit raps
You man are get bitch-slapped, by some bitch that I bitch-slapped when I was high on a spliff
And a six pack, and a bitch back

my face
And it tastes of regret
Well
Shatter the hourglass
Watch as the hours pass
Pass us by
These daydreams die
In the eyes of those
We leave behind

on this weed to put my mind at ease
Real nigga, I'm gon' get it jumpin' just like six degrees
You is not a boss if you ain't servin' these
Lawyer fees,

in a nine to five
Having 60 hour work weeks a salary with disguise
Wool over your eyes realize out there is a bigger pie
False promotion pawn to a king

Hide Out or Ride Out

Juvenile

Solja Rags

1997

where i started sure ain't for me
the B.G.
that's the name I go by
test me 
you die S Kangol why
hide out
at the club, slide out
ride out
yo'

Niggas only love me in my face, that's 'cause they know I'm winnin'
We be fuckin' hours off this Perc' and she love every minute
She told me I could nut

Only reason I dissed you in the first place
Is 'cause you denied seeing me, now I'm pissed off

Sit back homie relax, in fact grab a six

Wrap Sumden

Nelly

Country Grammar [Clean]

2000

what's beef?
Me I'm like what's weed? 
Weed is actually a medicine for me, you know.
Every 4 hours like a prescription I smoke. 

And I'm thanking my

of a disaster

Do whatever you 'gotta do
And gather around
Do whatever you 'gotta do
To come around

I'll take you back to about two weeks ago
She called me up

6. THE LAST TIME TRAVELLER 6:46
(Wriiten by Erik Norlander © Waking Dream Music  Think Tank Media)

We've got something here for you
It sounds

truss
8 time switch up
Met a bad bitch
Like a week ago
By the way
She a freak hoe
She my cheat code
Shoutout to whoever made this beat doe
Gotta move side

gunned down by the river
Uhh them boys be out of luck, they try to duck I pull the trigger
I set fire to my blunt, I burned my thumb right on the cinder

from my Lord
And He has given me a good sustenance from Himself

Shall I pollute it by mixing it with unlawfully earned money
I do not wish unlike you

Rolling over in the morning light
Thinking of you laying by my side
Keep forgetting I'm away from home
In another hotel on my own

Curse

It's your lucky day this is number seven
It's the end of the week welcome to heaven
It's your lucky day taking what we're getting oh
Friday is six

at the time
two minutes at the time
three hours at the time
four days at the time

one second at the time
two minutes at the time
three hours at the time
four

Krazy

2Pac

Smokers Only

a nigga goin' cra-zy
Oh yeah, I feel cra-zy

[Chorus]
Time goes by, puffin on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a nigga goin' cra-zy
Oh yeah, I

I was born in a two room shack down by the river near the railroad tracks
Started working 40 hour weeks by the time I turned fourteen
Every night

sometimes (Throw it out)
Wish y’all would leave me alone sometimes (Word)
Wishing I could stay my black ass home unwind
Instead of trading my hours for some

It's hard to be early when I'm always late
Another week of working six days straight
I'm getting grown, on my own time
Street lights are comin'

He gone be dead by the end of the week
I will spin fo free
My bros gon die by me
Fuck the peace All you hear is
Gun sounds come to btg
He don't want

No More Parties In LA

Kanye West

The Life of Pablo

2016

about me was true and legendary
I done got Lewinsky and paid secretaries
For all my niggas with babies by bitches
That use their kids as meal tickets

Yeah
I got 2 moods sleep is for the weak
Sleeping for a week 2 moods
girl I'm trying to fuck girl I'm fucking trying 2 moods
I don't give a fuck I