SKIP (9-5) Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Stress writing this verse, I had to pen and pad it
Got a 9 to 5, got out the streets, but still rapping
Brody heard me drop this verse, he had to run and dab me
Nut 29, CP selling, plus he still trapping I don't blame him at this point, we doing
shit for traction unc Jamal got me a gig, my first two checks was fractions
Funeral in Kansas City, remind me why I was rapping
Niggas posted by the corner store on concrete trapping
Who would've thought me visiting, I had to haul a casket
My grandfather was like my dad when I was young, a bastard
John King ain't wanted seed, he wanted to be a bachelor
On September 7th, when we buried Pop, my heart was ashes
Peezy Mute , main event, we got unsettled static
It's all love, me and La'Kerra, Lanaya, laser tagging
You lost your phone, I looked up quickly, I'm like, who done grabbed it
Let's be honest , we hate hard, but we love with a passion
We mature, we having convos, we not getting combative
Niggas constantly stay broke, so how we busy laughing
16 freestyling dropping verses, my music wasn't patent
Me and Jay Lee in his house, it's smoky like a cabin
Late night writing, pussy fiending, got head in a Saturn
Bust a nut, kidnap my heart though, I just let you nab it
How the fuck you lose my love when I just let you have it
I'm going through these many phases, it get tough to manage
Mama did a hospital checkup, thank Lord they ain't see cancer
Yeah, I'm locked in deep with a Asian wifey, she a cancer
Fuck with her and my four kids, that shit'll get you canceled
I know my mama hiding tears, she lost both parents to cancer
Uncle Chaz' wifey took his kid, left him abandoned
He hide his pain through his smoking, rapping, funny antics
I lost trust in bitches when my cuzzo up and vanished
Be careful what you stick, your dick in pussy leave you damaged
Megan came and scooped Dante, he close to drugs, she cancer
I wonder why he keep on running, we accept you damaged
As a family went through the toughest times and we ain't panic
At seventeen, remember staying nights with Josh and Manny
Young and cold hearted, my own mother couldn't stand me
If you DNA, no question, you can't get abandoned
These niggas pissed, we came up fast, they throwing temper tantrums
These niggas pissed, we came up fast, they throwing temper tantrums
Yeah, nigga, you dealing with the best
Niggas skip this motherfucker, nigga, I don't even wanna take photos
I feel like a hobo, I be solo, dolo
Ha, yeah, uh-huh
Alright
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