9to5

[Intro]
Wow, bitch, yeah, too many, damn, okay no more, damn, bitch, bitch
(A-A-A-Action)

[Chorus]
Hours, under my eyes, got me looking high (Hours)
Power, I’m tryna get it, and watch Season 5 (I need more power)
Sour, when I only leave 'em with a taste
I’m working nine to five (Five), recording five to eight (Five to eight)
I’m working nine to five (Work), recording five to eight (Work, work)
I’m working nine to five (Work), recording five to eight (Work, work)
I’m working nine to five (Hours), recording five to eight (Eight)
Bitch I’m working even on a holiday (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 1: Boregard]
Pull up to that party with seven, eight dimes (Change)
Too below me I can’t fuck with you 'cause seven ate nine (It's a joke)
It’s ya right to have a baby, but just know it ain’t mine (No!)
No I can’t pick up the phone, we both know it ain't time (Beep, beep)
If you wanna fuck me over, you gon' have to wait in line (Ticket please)
I’m preoccupied by bad decisions, but no bad times (No, no)
You disqualified, you take the word “trash” and personify (Ew)
Pleasing to the eye, like a motherfucking dragonfly (I'm so fly)
Sauce you got is mine, damn I should’ve got a copyright (Took it to court)
And you fucked it up, silly nigga couldn’t copy right (You stupid!)
Your verse full of filler, what’s up nigga do you copy write? (Huh)
You put that on your main page? (No) That can not be right (What the fuck)
Think you deserve a main stage? (Huh) I wanna get that high (Huh, huh)
Bitch I’m just getting by (Yeah), bitch I’m just living life
How you gon’ wonder what’s wrong, when you ain’t living right? (Action)
Don’t take space in my mind, no not a kilobyte (Hey)

[Chorus]
Hours, under my eyes, got me looking high
Power, I’m tryna get it, and watch Season 5
Sour, when I only leave 'em with a taste
I’m working nine to five, recording five to eight
I’m working nine to five, recording five to eight
I’m working nine to five, recording five to eight
I’m working nine to five, recording five to eight
Bitch I’m working even on a holiday

[Verse 2: Corporate Lingo]
I’m working nine to five (Okay), I know you can’t relate
Corporate Lingo always late, told my boss I need a raise (Lingo)
I got a nice place to stay, you just stay in your place (In your place)
I got a lot on my plate, you hungry everyday (Everyday)
Said she’d come watch me record, yeah, that’s a date (Ya dig)
Told her wait outside (Woah), need my creative space
If she down, send an Uber to her place
Hold up, where did Bo go?
At my desk, I’m going loco
I make the trap, jump like pogo
I’m making hits, I’m on the radio
I asked the judge, how this shit finna go?
You so in love, you corporate as lingo
Post in the cut, that’s how it really go
Mouth full of Gold, they call me Blingo! (Blingo, Blingo)