Nl Jay - 9-5 Lyrics

I put a half cut, my name Jay, I pour a half pint
He A Street fighter and I box like creed, he don't wanna fight
I may hit the Ali shuffle, then I took the Tyson
I mix the Kool-Aid with the wock, got me over here feeling right
He said he wanna fight, but I bring a stick
If he lay a hand on me, then I'ma up the blick
Hit him with the right then the left make him banana split
I'm a real G from D.Y.T man ima handle this
I been dropping bangers, man, I feel like I'm on top now
I took two Eddys, had seven, man, I'm hot now
Like it's high school, I'ma make a nigga make a drop out
Dissing on gang, like a job, you gon' clock out
Like a nine to five, I'ma make you leave early
Turn your dreads inside out, we gon' make em look curly
We gon' leave a tag, like a tail, you furry
I be quick up to blink, you leave your whole vision blurry
I'ma come out on top, like I'm playing in the hunger games
Niggas keep calling me the opp, but don't know my name
They Say N-L-J-A-Y, it's really hot, that's my stage
I just do this rapping for the money, don't do it for the fame
I come out on top, man, I really am him
Keep calling me my dad, son, before I turn to him
I'ma turn into a ghost, you gon' really lose a limb
You say you with your gang, man, f*ck it, shoot at them
Like Im Baby Tron, I keep me, two pairs of buns
You better run, cause if I catch you, you is out of luck
You said you smoking backwoods, but on your story, I see runtz
You flexing other peoples gun, man, your ass just a punk
My dad tryna test me, he don't really know
He don't think I'm a shooter, man, I'ma really show
He gotta take me on a drill, we gon' shoot up the whole store
Im Just a regular artist, all this stuff just for show
I know the feds watching, So it's all just a fake
I had a good thanksgiving 2 Eddys, 7 plates
You at yo mama house, boy, you got some leafs, you gotta a rake
Like a barbecue, I'ma cook a nigga like a steak
Like a steak
Damn, All done
Ayy
This tuff, not gon'lie