Lyrics:
Poslední žváro v krabičce, jsem jako loutka na tyčce, jde to se mnou od desíti k pěti
Chčije mi za zátylek, přichází krušné chvíle, zdrhejte, dokud
my daily drill
Know my head is in the cloud
And I'm late on all my bills
Got that daily 9 to 5
Eating up the rest of my life
Ain't got purpose for
Tuck the shirt
Gotta clock in till the bills paid off
You been working nine to five
Taking no days off
Went to work
Put the time in and got laid off
Dropped five hundo on a quarter pound
And got a stack back
9-5 ain't cutting it
So I had no choice but trap
But I do it for my family
Dodging all these
Schreeuw heel je leven dood we zijn niks meer waard
3 uur in de nacht tot 5 tot aan six en daar
Alles in mn mind en shit en het mixt en daar
Heb je schijt
She just wanna ride with a real one
In Louie v ima spend a p
She came with you
But she gone leave with me
Hop on a jet
Headed over seas
I was down
Dodging the hate and the potholes
I'm in LA eating Roscoe's
Since a lil baby, a snot nose
I was taught that its always fuck 5-0
I pray I live to see
I'mma slide homie, move aside homie
Baby ride for me, drop a five for me
Catch me whippin' outside cuz i got paper
Hang up, and call me back an hour
and locked, yea yea
5 on da clock, yea yea
Shoot out the lights, yea
Take a look in my eyes, go ahead and Tell me What you see
Cp da coldest
I step in the booth
Givenchy?
I'm not rich
When they bury me in Louis V
I die rich
Not shit
Die Bitch
Old bitch, titties sag a lot
Got a new bitch, let her tag along
When I'm
Und das M in meinem Tip steht für Million' die bald mach'
Sollte eigentlich nicht kiffen wegen Visionen die ich dann hab'
5 Gramm Schokolade mit den
nejhorší
Mam gram, pro potřebu osobní
Mam v píči, co si o tom myslíš
Ejdž, do nosu si dám
Dal jsem si tolik, že nemůžu chcát, ej
Moc, nejde se koncentrovat
Din beet gya
Raat beet gyi
Kali kali kali teri
Yaad beet gyi
Din beet gya
Raat beet gyi
Kali kali kali teri
Yaad beet gyi
Fr v kyu tu bulandi hai
came through with five bitches
And they fucking off my mentions, yeah
Now that bag got bigger
If I'm dripping on yo song a nigga taxing figures
Cheddar
V tihem večeru ko je mesec sijal
Jaz sem v samotnem tam zalivu ležal
Misel o tebi, ki te sploh ne poznam
Mi takrat vnela je srce
Nevem kaj
All about me in your Five Star diary
Don’t wanna leave my home
until I know
What I’m gonna do
or where I’m about to go
There’s something out there
F**k them ain’t no cuddling
War outside got a hundred guns a hundred clip
Nine in my right forty five in my other hand
Did it on My own I never need
Nego perigoso, boto fogo na boate
Louis eu joguei, Tiffany, te mandar
Olha meu pescoço, só de Zara, Saint Laurent
5k na pussy e ela quer sentar pra
Пашу, как конь, но дети хотят себе пони.
Я далеко не рыцарь, но тебя я раздраконю.
Пару сотен кэсов ну ка ну ка 5 сек
Ты такое во сне видел,
Типа
Nervózní, dychtivy, nedockavy
Plný obav, plný uzkosti
Starostlivy, neklidneny, nepokojny
Uzkostlivy 100% lhostejnosti
V mym srdci není misto
Muj
po Lužnici
Po Sázavě po Lužnici
Těším se na mou duši
Až půjde všechno stranou
Těším se na mou duši
Vlnama rozhoupanou
Těším se na stulíky
Na kmeny v
to live, want to live, want to live
It's only in films that everything is awesome and safe
But in life this is not completely wrong
These five minutes can
boy
They want my blood to feed their hairy moves
Count to five to hear you
You have the nerve to jump of the roof
Come 'on you've got it, I know you've
Louie v
Sippin on that Hennessy
Credibly
Popping off the ecstacy
Mentally
Losing my identity
Effectively
Living out my legacy
Walk up
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