Lyrics FUCK A 9-5 - Cev

FUCK A 9-5

Ayy, yuh, yuh, yuh
Ayy, yeah
Yuh
Okay, I got my money up but I still be depressed
Yeah, I love to make that bread but hate to spend it, I swear
Ayy, 20 little bands if a nigga wanna bet
I can prolly snatch yo' bitch, but do you really wanna flex?
If a bitch ain’t fuckin, then the bitch better suck me
Whippin' foreign coupe, pussy still be ridin' huffy
I say fuck a 9 to 5 I’ma hustle like shit
Yuh, fuck a 9 to 5, I’ma finesse a bitch
Ayy, fuck a 9−5, I’ma hustle
Ayy, fuck a 9−5, I’ma hustle
Yuh, fuck a 9−5, I’ma hustle
(Yuh, yuh) Fuck a 9−5, I’ma hustle
Yeah, I stay to myself
It’s just me and my bitch
I’ve been finessin' forever
Still ain’t no watch on my wrist
I’m just stackin' that paper
I won’t stop till I’m rich
But, shit, you know how I be
Bitch, I’ma hustle for life, yuh
Commas on commas
I’ma come fuck ya wife
Yeah, she roll that shit up
And then ask for the pipe
When she go take a shower
I sneak in her purse and I dip
It’s a night
Yeah, it’s ya wife
Ayy, fuck a 9−5, I’ma hustle
Fuck a 9−5, I’ma hustle
Fuck a 9−5, I’ma hustle
I say fuck a 9−5, I’ma hustle
Fuck a 9−5, I’ma hustle like shit
Fuck a 9−5, I’ma hustle
Ayy, fuck a 9−5, I’ma hustle
Yuh, fuck a 9−5, I’ma hustle
Fuck a 9−5, I’ma hustle
Yuh, fuck a 9−5, I’ma finesse a bitch
Fuck a 9−5, I’ma hustle like sh—
Yuh, watch me smash your bitch and then my nigga next
Pockets lookin' bloated, that’s a little flex
Yeah, I made a lot of bands in my dirty Vans
Take yo' bitch to the beach, I fuck her in the sand
Made a lot of bands in my dirty vans
Made a lot of bands in my dirty vans
Yuh, fuck a 9−5, I’ma hustle
Fuck a 9−5, I’ma hustle