Damn I hate my 9 to 5
I just clocked in and all I'm thinking about is clocking out
My manger be on that dumb shit I might knock him out if he approach me with that f*ck shit
On DJ Unk you ain't even gotta fire me I'm walking out
Shit I was ready go when I got here, I've been with the company for 5 years
And I ain't seen a raise since I got here
Work my ass off just to have the higher ups bitch and moan all in my ear
Man y'all got me f*cked up
Y'all can have this shit, There's too many ways for me to go and get my bucks up
I'm out
Wait a minute look here Koop
Your rent's passed due your light bill too you might wanna chill and think this through
Eviction notice sitting on the kitchen table you need a couple parts for your whip
Just stick around for 1 more year, You can't afford to end it like this
Man f*ck that
I ain't going for none of that shit, Stick around for 1 more year
I done took enough backlash from that whip
Tell the slave master eat a dick before I hit a Nat Turner lick
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired with no sick time in this bitch
Damn I hate my 9 to 5
Sometimes it seems as though I'm not even alive
My life consists of grinding clocking in and out
Co-workers working my nerves I might punch a nigga down
Damn I hate my 9 to 5
Sometimes it seems as though I'm not even alive
My life consists of grinding clocking in and out
Co-workers working my nerves I'm bound to punch niggas down, Might punch a nigga down
Lord what is my purpose
I've been doin this music thang for a while but now I'm starting to get a lil nervous
I mean I'm actually pretty good at it granted over half the world ain't heard it
And the other half could give a rat's ass about the conscious raps in my verses
A rat took Nipsey Hussle out the game, The brutha barely made it past 30
I'm 24 itching to make some scratch and I ain't even began to scratch the surface
Now I ain't saying I'm giving up on it, I just to know for certain that it's worth it
Kuz I been workin like a servant, and these bills got my pockets hurting
A nigga struggling just to eat, Gas tank is on E
I'm running low on energy, I meditate to find peace
The whole world's against me, At least that's what it seems
This job won't be the death of me, Lord help me break free
I know it's your will, If no one'll do it you will
I pray that I don't have to unleash the Villain for real
I promise the shit'll be worse than me gripping the steal
If I do not find a way out of the system these niggas is gon have to feel me for real
Damn I hate my 9 to 5
Sometimes it seems as though I'm not even alive
My life consists of grinding clocking in and out
Co-workers working my nerves I might punch a nigga down
Damn I hate my 9 to 5
Sometimes it seems as though I'm not even alive
My life consists of grinding clocking in and out
Co-workers working my nerves I'm bound to punch niggas down, Might punch a nigga down
Koop Da Villain - 9 to 5 Lyrics
Koop Da Villain - 9 to 5 Lyrics
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Damn I hate my 9 to 5
I just clocked in and all I'm thinking about is clocking out
My manger be on that dumb shit I might knock him out if he approach me with that f*ck shit
On DJ Unk you ain't even gotta fire me I'm walking out
Shit I was ready go when I got here, I've been with the company for 5 years
And I ain't seen a raise since I got here
Work my ass off just to have the higher ups bitch and moan all in my ear
Man y'all got me f*cked up
Y'all can have this shit, There's too many ways for me to go and get my bucks up
I'm out
Wait a minute look here Koop
Your rent's passed due your light bill too you might wanna chill and think this through
Eviction notice sitting on the kitchen table you need a couple parts for your whip
Just stick around for 1 more year, You can't afford to end it like this
Man f*ck that
I ain't going for none of that shit, Stick around for 1 more year
I done took enough backlash from that whip
Tell the slave master eat a dick before I hit a Nat Turner lick
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired with no sick time in this bitch
Damn I hate my 9 to 5
Sometimes it seems as though I'm not even alive
My life consists of grinding clocking in and out
Co-workers working my nerves I might punch a nigga down
Damn I hate my 9 to 5
Sometimes it seems as though I'm not even alive
My life consists of grinding clocking in and out
Co-workers working my nerves I'm bound to punch niggas down, Might punch a nigga down
Lord what is my purpose
I've been doin this music thang for a while but now I'm starting to get a lil nervous
I mean I'm actually pretty good at it granted over half the world ain't heard it
And the other half could give a rat's ass about the conscious raps in my verses
A rat took Nipsey Hussle out the game, The brutha barely made it past 30
I'm 24 itching to make some scratch and I ain't even began to scratch the surface
Now I ain't saying I'm giving up on it, I just to know for certain that it's worth it
Kuz I been workin like a servant, and these bills got my pockets hurting
A nigga struggling just to eat, Gas tank is on E
I'm running low on energy, I meditate to find peace
The whole world's against me, At least that's what it seems
This job won't be the death of me, Lord help me break free
I know it's your will, If no one'll do it you will
I pray that I don't have to unleash the Villain for real
I promise the shit'll be worse than me gripping the steal
If I do not find a way out of the system these niggas is gon have to feel me for real
Damn I hate my 9 to 5
Sometimes it seems as though I'm not even alive
My life consists of grinding clocking in and out
Co-workers working my nerves I might punch a nigga down
Damn I hate my 9 to 5
Sometimes it seems as though I'm not even alive
My life consists of grinding clocking in and out
Co-workers working my nerves I'm bound to punch niggas down, Might punch a nigga down
I just clocked in and all I'm thinking about is clocking out
My manger be on that dumb shit I might knock him out if he approach me with that f*ck shit
On DJ Unk you ain't even gotta fire me I'm walking out
Shit I was ready go when I got here, I've been with the company for 5 years
And I ain't seen a raise since I got here
Work my ass off just to have the higher ups bitch and moan all in my ear
Man y'all got me f*cked up
Y'all can have this shit, There's too many ways for me to go and get my bucks up
I'm out
Wait a minute look here Koop
Your rent's passed due your light bill too you might wanna chill and think this through
Eviction notice sitting on the kitchen table you need a couple parts for your whip
Just stick around for 1 more year, You can't afford to end it like this
Man f*ck that
I ain't going for none of that shit, Stick around for 1 more year
I done took enough backlash from that whip
Tell the slave master eat a dick before I hit a Nat Turner lick
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired with no sick time in this bitch
Damn I hate my 9 to 5
Sometimes it seems as though I'm not even alive
My life consists of grinding clocking in and out
Co-workers working my nerves I might punch a nigga down
Damn I hate my 9 to 5
Sometimes it seems as though I'm not even alive
My life consists of grinding clocking in and out
Co-workers working my nerves I'm bound to punch niggas down, Might punch a nigga down
Lord what is my purpose
I've been doin this music thang for a while but now I'm starting to get a lil nervous
I mean I'm actually pretty good at it granted over half the world ain't heard it
And the other half could give a rat's ass about the conscious raps in my verses
A rat took Nipsey Hussle out the game, The brutha barely made it past 30
I'm 24 itching to make some scratch and I ain't even began to scratch the surface
Now I ain't saying I'm giving up on it, I just to know for certain that it's worth it
Kuz I been workin like a servant, and these bills got my pockets hurting
A nigga struggling just to eat, Gas tank is on E
I'm running low on energy, I meditate to find peace
The whole world's against me, At least that's what it seems
This job won't be the death of me, Lord help me break free
I know it's your will, If no one'll do it you will
I pray that I don't have to unleash the Villain for real
I promise the shit'll be worse than me gripping the steal
If I do not find a way out of the system these niggas is gon have to feel me for real
Damn I hate my 9 to 5
Sometimes it seems as though I'm not even alive
My life consists of grinding clocking in and out
Co-workers working my nerves I might punch a nigga down
Damn I hate my 9 to 5
Sometimes it seems as though I'm not even alive
My life consists of grinding clocking in and out
Co-workers working my nerves I'm bound to punch niggas down, Might punch a nigga down
Writer: Michael Cooper
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid