
9-5 Lyrics
- Genre:Soul
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
On Gang,
Know you fucked up, you crossed that line
You wasted time
How the fuck you say that you my brother
But not front line
Put the blame on me like every time
You out of line
I smoke on reefer, close my eyes
It clear my mind
You had them bitches beat by thousand miles
Girl, why you lie
I just really had to cut you off
Cause you wasn't mine
I own you, I'm your daddy now
Bitch, get off live
Have you ever heard that thunder clap
Then hear them sirens
I know I fucked this nigga bitch
So I kept quiet
You can tell that I'm a demon, baby
Look at my eyes
I ain't sorry that I hurt you, baby
Go talk to God
If this nigga floss his bag too much
He getting robbed
Me and quannie Mack
We shooting dice like it's our 9-5
I was jugging and finessing
Smiths for food to just survive
Damn, I miss my little brother
Wish he was still alive
A lot of niggas struggle
Day by day, just getting by
All this pent up in my heart
Just make me wanna cry
If I gave you all my secrets
You would share my files
You played your part, my nigga
We was close, you know that's foul
You can't eat at my table
When you try to put me down
Put a switch up on that Glock
Make a fully sound
Different bitch up in my face
Every time I turn around
Different nigga
Always hating
Every time I turn around
We receiving different payments
Know these niggas wonder how
Can't believe you stabbed me in my back
Twice, you went in and out
You was steady doing foul shit
But I guess it's over now
I was trying to build you up
When you was trying to put me down
Only darkness in my heart
So you won't hear me make a sound
Know you fucked up
You crossed that line
You wasted time
How the fuck you say that you my brother
But not frontline
Put the blame on me like every time
You out of line
I smoke on reefer
Close my eyes
It clear my mind
You had them bitches
Beat by thousand miles
Girl, why you lie
I just really had to cut you off
Cause you wasn't mine
I own you, I'm your daddy now
Bitch, get off live
Have you ever heard that thunderclap
Then hear them sirens
I know I fucked this nigga, bitch
So I kept quiet
You can tell that I'm a demon, baby
Look in my eyes
I ain't sorry that I hurt you, baby
Go talk to God
If this nigga floss his bag too much
He getting robbed
On gang
He getting robbed
I was jugging and finessing
Smiths for food to just survive
Bitch, I'm your daddy now
Get off live
Me and quannie mack
Shooting dice like it's our 9-5
On gang