Bag Wrk Lyrics

Tryna get by with this nine to the five

It ain't working for me anymore

I'm finna take all my time when I'm counting it out

Like a chef how I flip all the dough

I'm in the zone yeah yeah I'm going on yeah yeah

I'm in the road yeah yeah so I'm never home yeah yeah

I'm in the field yeah yeah work on my skill yeah yeah

Count up the baggage do all the math

And then Imma peel yeah yeah

You know the drilll yeah yeah I'm in this for real yeah yeah

Don't think this a joke you say I won't but you know I will yeah yeah

I'm all action it's true always

I'm back in the booth all day

Heard you capping the truth so crazy

Never noticed that you foogazi

But you all the in damn kool aid

And you don't even know the flavor

I'm stacking up all my paper

I'm working and getting full pay

You can assume that I do that a lot

I'm making waves and as soon as I drop

It's a monsoon and I'm soon at the top

And they saying ooh is this you this a bop

And there ain't know room in the crew for a op

'Cause I keep a shooter or two don't get dropped

I'm reaching my dream now they seeing me pop

And I see em peeping they praying I flop

Now I'm working that bag it's a chase to the cheddar

Busting my ass just to keep it together

Can't come in last ain't no way Imma let up

We used to be broke that's until I got fed up

Harder than ever I'm putting on pressure

Stress is a bitch so I got up and left her

Dammit this job got me hot as a pepper

I need me a break I won't do this forever cuz

Tryna get by with this nine to the five

It ain't working for me anymore

I'm finna take all my time when I'm counting it out

Like a chef how I flip all the dough

I'm in the zone yeah yeah I'm going on yeah yeah

I'm in the road yeah yeah so I'm never home yeah yeah

I'm in the field yeah yeah work on my skill yeah yeah

Count up the profits weigh all the options you know the deal yeah yeah

That's what we do yeah yeah ain't nothing new yeah yeah

I'm in the whip the whip is on cruise the cruise is on

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I'm like ooh fill up slide in the coupe with the killers

It's a movie like juice I'm bishop

Wait where is the roof is it still up

Off that strong like a chin up

She hit me with the boo is you still up

You can come thru we can chill up

But you gotta remove the chinchilla

Cuz I been too saucy happens too often

Gotta get used to this kind of fame

They come up talking I'm getting lost

Cuz it's getting hard to memorize names

Now they all watching as soon as I log in

Internet fogging up my brain

It's getting hard to stay in my lane

They still pondering why I changed up

Tryna get by with this nine to the five

It ain't working for me anymore

I'm finna take all my time when I'm counting it out

Like a chef how I flip all the dough

I'm in the zone yeah yeah I'm going on yeah yeah

I'm in the road yeah yeah so I'm never home yeah yeah