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by Huey Mack

Fuck you and this job, don't think I need it anymore
I've had quite enough, I feel like I'm about to die, to die, to die
Working 9 to 5, to 5, to 5
Working 9 to 5

I went from working at Carvel's, serving up ice cream
To finally being capable of living my dreams
Teachers told me I should play it smart
Guess I didn't, and now I got bitches in every city
Flashing me they titties like damn
Now when you see me it's all smiles
The kid from West Virginia got these people going Buckwild
Yeah, it's all new to me though
Living life and trying to figure out the rest as I go
Told my momma no more drama, she won't find an empty purse
Boy my flow sick, it's only right I date a nurse
And look, honestly I couldn't be happier now
I'd rather pack one now than never have to follow a crowd
That's why I'm saying

Bitches on my D now, funny how it changed up
Feet still on the ground but now they saying that I came up, uh
Ever think I'd get this far off rap, you can say what you want
But you can't hate on that
Now I'm ripping and killing these shows, Ciroc all on my rider
Fuck your 9 to 5, I drink a fifth and pull an all-nighter
That's why they hate me now, cause while they laid around
I made a fucking job out of me playing around
Now when I hit your town I shut it down
I don't gotta close up, all because I got a little flow like Progressive does
Fuck your deal, all I'm signing is boobs
If I pulled it off, you bet your ass that you can too
That's why I'm saying


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