Warehouse worker i cant do no nine to five
Flip a burger boy don't touch my fries
Tryna do me dirty wait in line
I got haters goin' crazy out they mind
Looking up to me cuz god sent a sign
Waking up at three on the dime
White girl on the white girl doin' lines
I ain't rappin' Im just reading rhymes
Go ahead an come at me if u feel inclined
Know I got my brothas back you can call me spine
Mama know Im strapped and I keep the nine
Lets just take it back I ain't wasting time
Roll me up a sack and lets get high
Lets just take it back I ain't wasting time
Roll me up a sack and lets get
Talk alota truth off the 90 proof
Takin' head shots out the coupe
Baby girl buss it down buss a move
Every time I hit the town Im breaking news
Locked up in them chains now Im breaking loose
Ever sense that day I never felt the same
Lotta struggles lotta pain
Trust issues weighing on my brain
Here for the fam I ain't here for the fame
I am who I am I cant change
I ain't hating we can share lane
Make sure you up to speed up to par
Im just driftin off with the stars
Get the bigger picture so Im living large
Damaged youth you can see the scars
Get the bigger picture so Im living large
Livvin' livvin' livvin'
Man Im livvin'
And Im givin
All the sinning
That been blending
With descending
Thoughts of ending
But I know I'm winning
Rip mac know I'm swimming
Rip mac know I'm swimming
Aye, Aye
I'm a warehouse worker working four to closing time
Next time that you see me hopefully I'm staying on my grind
I keep my mind on my money and money on my mind
But next time that they see me hopefully I'll be on top of clothing lines
Keeping my passes up in my mind I gotta be striking like matches
These bitches acting like actresses
When I be running my flagellants congratulations be always misconstruded
With something that be coming on past tense, but damn
Its just me myself and ac
Know that none of these motherf*ckers can ever replace me
I had some of y'all go an then duck me
But none of y'all motherf*ckers can ever just f*cking touch me
I know that i be saying rip triple X and then lil mac know that I be feeling to sad
You know there music was just to real
I got my grandma on my mind and every time that I be down, but
I gotta be drinking all of the time i don't be thinking of nothing but the rhymes
But let me get back on my shit
Yea you know beds you gotta get your shit together kid
You know your mom got some shit for you and you just gotta make her proud
Gotta be finding some of that warehouse work I'm staying down
Tha Kid AC - 90 Proof (feat. Gbeds) Lyrics
Tha Kid AC - 90 Proof (feat. Gbeds) Lyrics
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Warehouse worker i cant do no nine to five
Flip a burger boy don't touch my fries
Tryna do me dirty wait in line
I got haters goin' crazy out they mind
Looking up to me cuz god sent a sign
Waking up at three on the dime
White girl on the white girl doin' lines
I ain't rappin' Im just reading rhymes
Go ahead an come at me if u feel inclined
Know I got my brothas back you can call me spine
Mama know Im strapped and I keep the nine
Lets just take it back I ain't wasting time
Roll me up a sack and lets get high
Lets just take it back I ain't wasting time
Roll me up a sack and lets get
Talk alota truth off the 90 proof
Takin' head shots out the coupe
Baby girl buss it down buss a move
Every time I hit the town Im breaking news
Locked up in them chains now Im breaking loose
Ever sense that day I never felt the same
Lotta struggles lotta pain
Trust issues weighing on my brain
Here for the fam I ain't here for the fame
I am who I am I cant change
I ain't hating we can share lane
Make sure you up to speed up to par
Im just driftin off with the stars
Get the bigger picture so Im living large
Damaged youth you can see the scars
Get the bigger picture so Im living large
Livvin' livvin' livvin'
Man Im livvin'
And Im givin
All the sinning
That been blending
With descending
Thoughts of ending
But I know I'm winning
Rip mac know I'm swimming
Rip mac know I'm swimming
Aye, Aye
I'm a warehouse worker working four to closing time
Next time that you see me hopefully I'm staying on my grind
I keep my mind on my money and money on my mind
But next time that they see me hopefully I'll be on top of clothing lines
Keeping my passes up in my mind I gotta be striking like matches
These bitches acting like actresses
When I be running my flagellants congratulations be always misconstruded
With something that be coming on past tense, but damn
Its just me myself and ac
Know that none of these motherf*ckers can ever replace me
I had some of y'all go an then duck me
But none of y'all motherf*ckers can ever just f*cking touch me
I know that i be saying rip triple X and then lil mac know that I be feeling to sad
You know there music was just to real
I got my grandma on my mind and every time that I be down, but
I gotta be drinking all of the time i don't be thinking of nothing but the rhymes
But let me get back on my shit
Yea you know beds you gotta get your shit together kid
You know your mom got some shit for you and you just gotta make her proud
Gotta be finding some of that warehouse work I'm staying down
Flip a burger boy don't touch my fries
Tryna do me dirty wait in line
I got haters goin' crazy out they mind
Looking up to me cuz god sent a sign
Waking up at three on the dime
White girl on the white girl doin' lines
I ain't rappin' Im just reading rhymes
Go ahead an come at me if u feel inclined
Know I got my brothas back you can call me spine
Mama know Im strapped and I keep the nine
Lets just take it back I ain't wasting time
Roll me up a sack and lets get high
Lets just take it back I ain't wasting time
Roll me up a sack and lets get
Talk alota truth off the 90 proof
Takin' head shots out the coupe
Baby girl buss it down buss a move
Every time I hit the town Im breaking news
Locked up in them chains now Im breaking loose
Ever sense that day I never felt the same
Lotta struggles lotta pain
Trust issues weighing on my brain
Here for the fam I ain't here for the fame
I am who I am I cant change
I ain't hating we can share lane
Make sure you up to speed up to par
Im just driftin off with the stars
Get the bigger picture so Im living large
Damaged youth you can see the scars
Get the bigger picture so Im living large
Livvin' livvin' livvin'
Man Im livvin'
And Im givin
All the sinning
That been blending
With descending
Thoughts of ending
But I know I'm winning
Rip mac know I'm swimming
Rip mac know I'm swimming
Aye, Aye
I'm a warehouse worker working four to closing time
Next time that you see me hopefully I'm staying on my grind
I keep my mind on my money and money on my mind
But next time that they see me hopefully I'll be on top of clothing lines
Keeping my passes up in my mind I gotta be striking like matches
These bitches acting like actresses
When I be running my flagellants congratulations be always misconstruded
With something that be coming on past tense, but damn
Its just me myself and ac
Know that none of these motherf*ckers can ever replace me
I had some of y'all go an then duck me
But none of y'all motherf*ckers can ever just f*cking touch me
I know that i be saying rip triple X and then lil mac know that I be feeling to sad
You know there music was just to real
I got my grandma on my mind and every time that I be down, but
I gotta be drinking all of the time i don't be thinking of nothing but the rhymes
But let me get back on my shit
Yea you know beds you gotta get your shit together kid
You know your mom got some shit for you and you just gotta make her proud
Gotta be finding some of that warehouse work I'm staying down
Writer: Austin Carver, Gavin Bedsole
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid