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in her coffee cup
It's her under cover pick me up
She runs the show from 9 to 5
Her Hollywood smile is just a big disguise
She always turns

back
Like three, six, nine in vortex math
Any time I've walked the line
The shoes I've worn are mine and that's fact
And will be 'til I'm set free

Glistening, you see a man
Glowing from a distance (You see me)
I was that young G that came up on the corner
From a nine of white, I came up from a corner
Baby,

a key
Ain't key It's lock
You trapped in a syllabus
Not beyond
Got your degree
Graduate a nine to five is your job
Now gotta move out
You gotta pay bond

better see me
Work a nine-to-five to fill my plate
So you best watch me pop
When people get the gist
They be like "Oh my God" yeah
I got more time off

other niggas, every day that I spent on the nine to five
I'm sick of the fights
I'm sick of the yelling
I'm sick of you telling me lies
I'm tired of you

this nine to five
And I would change my name to Lupe, because Hip Hop Saved My Life
My oh my, what a scene
I can see everything
All my hard work finally

gotta comment throwing shade from every corner tryna kill the moment
I left my 9 to 5 on January 25 you’re over 25 and you still don’t have a life
Oh by

theres no money in grime but I’m gonna make money off grime though
Grinding at the minute yeah 9-5 but that’s just for insurance; geico (geico)
In the past

get a phone call
9-5 n a gritter dawg not basic at all
Got her she got me on god we'll never fall
She gone clap for a nigga if our back up against

got five
more fantasies. That's real. Come on with it, Foe
Foe.

It's all about the money, hoes, and gats
And hangin' with my Rydas smokin' bag after

I remember when you said you cared

And that you would never be ensnared

By the mortgage and the 9 to 5

Dumb existence in the human hive

So was

on the sex drive
Forty five wives, new silent with my tech nines
Respect mine in chalk line, smash for your drama talk
Backflips, somersault, chopped by

the fellas
Tryna' teach em better
She be tryna' help em 
Lemme' help you catch her
5-9-10-11
Six feet in stilettos
Booty level-level
Who knew you'd be

badminton
Feeling like a god I met the devil imma dance with em
Blue fatigues and Louis V's, I'm where the shooters be
Your mood is me, fuck around ill write

her mind. 
By design they want em crazy by the end of the time. 
clways thought about my momma how she doing inside. 
Phone calls from my mom always

i'll be herе to stay
By the way i'll be here to stay
Can you hear me callin from the other side
So please speak clearly
I think I'm ready to leave this

on the way home and hit a passer by,              
cnd I can tell you undertaking is a science and an art     
But today I'm going to need a bigger cart


You

numbers nine to five.
But, seven, one, four gets her every time
And then her fella hoped she showed him paradise
Showed him paradise.
You know she showed

stepped writin' the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin' the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can't get by with my nine

as a snake
Why would he come as something you naturally hate
I got fine taste, get it
Why wait. Shooter keep the 30 like a 9-5 break
Shit get ugly

Any where I am better than the best guy
In the world I am probably in the best 5
When it’s rented we gone count it as a test drive
Got custom gold

the attitude of Italians
My 9-5 is talent
100% stylin'
All violent

Three night owls been cookin'
In their treehouse fortress
With them fresh herbs
Bet the whole pound got blazed
Escape that nine to five
Perpetual