9 O’Clock

Verse 1:
Just leave me alone with my thoughts leave me to pause leave me to process
Everyday 9 o clock leak in the walls leak in the faucets

They know I’m making the songs so they don’t call just let em pause it yeah
Bleed in the night Look for my purpose in life like I just lost it

Lost my sanctity with no lane to be in
Yeah god test me like the ACT and I
Wait for answers ignore the demons
Only mess with your hoes like I’m European

God damn god damn what a place to be in
Your shit is cold but without the c
What's the difference man i'll just leave em
I am sailors you’re just seamen like damn

Holy shit I am the man
Till I am left with my plans all in my head
Then I sound insane
I'm not a producer i am
Im not artist like damn

Liking the pics on the gram
Snapping the streaks yeah that's right
Texting my homie bout life
Texting this girl that I like
She go to sleep I’m like aight

Like holy shit holy grail holy my god
Hold me back hold me tight let me decide
I cannot sleep yeah I think imma die
She texting me back, damn that girl is a dime

Like that's what I would do for a klondike
She off but I’m all night
Cuz I’m on on my off nights
Yeah I’m odd she like “alright”
She post a pic on the gram wearing all white

Hook:
Cuz it’s 9 o clock
Sun is down and I got nothing on me
Time to stop
Faking making people happy homie light em up
Show em who u really are homie 9 o clock

Verse 2:
Got me thinking some people just be living to die
Got me thinking if I’m living it right living my life
Until I till I can’t no more
Till there’s something that I can’t endure dr dr dr

Doors open so I close some
Scrolling through man thats so dumb
Cuz I see a lot of people having more fun
And wait for the day but It won’t come

But I know what I’m meant to be
Yeah the homies needed beats and they went to me
God knew the gift that he sent to me
Listen to the shit I made at 17 like woo

All my pain and the suffering that is just nothing compared to what happens if you are not loving yourself
And those around you
If you cannot remember shouldn’t that remind you?

If I was gone how would they remember me
Yeah what is my legacy
That I make songs that I don’t release
And over eat talking bout a girl who doesn’t notice me
Like nah (nah)

I’m more than that
Bad more than good but I’m sorting that
Not just songs yeah it's more than rap
But my shit finna pop like a soda cap

And I don’t know much but I know that ill make it
Yeah one day ill break it they faking the payments
They hate what I’m making and say that I’m shaking the
Negative energy out of my latenesses
I am not making this for you its me
There is a lot that you don’t hear and don’t see
And I put it in lyrics then put it in songs
Then you listen and feeling the same things I feel
Like whoo

U don’t know what u wanna do
Knew Id do this Since I left the womb
I got more soul than my shoe
Fuck with the king get a tomb

Hook:
Cuz it’s 9 o clock
Sun is down and I got nothing on me
Time to stop
Faking making people happy homie light em up
Show em who u really are homie 9 o clock