Nine To Five (Explicit)

Valid – Nine To Five (ft. Stretch Money)

Gotta nine to five but they think that I sell **

Cuz It look like I sell **

Yeah I spit rhymes but they think that I sell **

Cuz It look like I sell **

Gotta nine to five but they think that I sell **

Cuz It look like I sell **

Yeah I spit rhymes but they think that I sell **

Cuz It look like I sell **

I rap for a living but they think that I sell **

Cuz’ it look like I sell **

I ain’t even mad at the stereotypical

Cuz’ I really did sell **

Now with the bars and the rhymes I can sell hope

Maybe give a nigga something he can live for

Thinking back on the ** that I did bro

Ran off on the plug with my kinfolk

That ain’t nothing that I’m proud to say

But I’m from around the way

We broke down the weight

Took it OT and we tore down the state

It was green til’ we started **ing around with eighths

I’m talking gloves on t-shirts around the face

We used to cut that dog with **** base

Wait that’s a whole notha’ ball game

I ain’t never been a nigga you can call lame

I for sure was the one you can call

To come and get a three five or come and get a ball

Even today I still middleman the bow’s

If I hit up my baby he gon’ come and get them all

Who you else know can talk that talk and walk that walk

On both sides all that sauce

Spit that game for twenty years straight

And y’all boys in Detroit throwing all that salt

Wait hold that thought

Me and Val got ** on lock

From the bottom put a play down to get on top

We been in the office we don’t sit on blocks

Nigga we don’t kiss ass or sit on cocks pause

Y’all know what the ** is up

Dress slacks hard bottoms and the button up

On lord I been out here cutting up

Niggas laid off they ain’t got nothing up ha

Gotta nine to five but they think that I sell **

Cuz It look like I sell **

Yeah I spit rhymes but they think that I sell **

Cuz It look like I sell **

Gotta nine to five but they think that I sell **

Cuz It look like I sell **

Yeah I spit rhymes but they think that I sell **

Cuz It look like I sell **

Yeah I spit rhymes but they think that I sell work

I go to work, plus I gotta sell Merch

Vinyl n cassette, plus I got the fresh shirts

Jump online now dog don’t forget to get yours

Valid313.com

People wanna see What he got on

Just some fly ** nothing expensive

city of buffs and the custom-made necklace

Detroit cats love the attention

Brand new tags just like a mention

When I get dressed nothing less than perfection

got the hoes playing, guess my profession

Blue Brand-new Corvette C8

they all got stung when they seen the Stingray

Big man Dan he whipped to my spot

All eyes on us we missing the top

riding shotgun as we listen to pac

I know my neighbors think that the kid in the Mob

But the kid gotta job plus the kid got a lot

Of mother **ers loving all this ** that he’s jot

It feels so right, to see what I write

Turn into something I can eat it’s my right

To smell this good, drip this clean

Look so nice with a Fit this mean

Ya lil’ mama is the simple things

She said where ya phone let’s film a scene

I said I can try to get a clip I mean

But that ass so big it don’t fit the screen

She said big Val you funny as shit

But my cousin wanna’ know about this money you get

She said you thuggin’ well she buggin’

Run n tell her all my ** is legit

Gotta 9-5 but they think that I sell **

Cuz It look like I sell **

Yeah I spit rhymes but they think that I sell **

Cuz It look like I sell **

Gotta 9-5 but they think that I sell **

Cuz It look like I sell **

Yeah I spit rhymes but they think that I sell **

Cuz It look like I sell **