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letra de nine 2 five - the kidd justice

verse 1: waking up at 5 in the morning for a paycheck/ bills paid, now i gotta wait til i get paid next/ week, i’m feeling weak, dead tired, i can’t sleep/ just so i can make a living, no this ain’t the life for me/ how can i only handle my business with this 9 to 5/ people working 40+ a week and they barely survive/ like oh my god, how you put a price on someone else’s time/ you make this an hour and that’s cool but there’s no price on mine/ self made, self paid, self-employed, that’s the main goal/ i don’t mind working but i won’t be happy til i own my own/ i don’t want a boss, i want to be free/ i know it’s gonna happen, i believe in me/ my hard work is gonna pay off, wait and see/ done breaking my back for a little bit of cheese/ i’m chasing my dream, so i’ll do as i please/ i’m chasing my dream so don’t try to stop me/ i’m chasing my dream so don’t try to stop me/ i’m chasing my dream so don’t try to stop me/ just keep me motivated

hook: waking up at 5 in the morning for a paycheck/ bills paid, now i gotta wait til i get paid next/ week, i’m feeling weak, dead tired, i can’t sleep/ just so i can make a living, no this ain’t the life for me (×2)

verse 2: 40 plus a week is the toll, you done sold your soul for payroll, great/ now you got all this vacation time but never time to vacate/ it’s kinda ironic, right, you know that ain’t living life/ you go to work on a day-to-day cause you bills pays then you can’t sleep at night/ but i guess that it’s okay, you make more than the minimum pay/ and more than a handful people think it’s justifiable, so they just stay/ at a job that they wish they could quit, after a while you gonna stop feeling it/ then you just get stuck in a rut, feel like giving up, then you make yourself sick/ but you’re an adult, so i guess that’s what you gotta do/ wake up and go to work, i know how much it hurt but better not have no att-tude/ cause you job, you better be thankful you got one/ plus what’s the cost of your happiness if you keep making that bread in the long run/ you had a dream but you gave that up, traded in for safe pay stub/ it don’t matter what they pay you cause you know it ain’t never enough and won’t be never, ever enough/ 5 plus years for a decent pay, naw brodee bro, i don’t think so/ gotta clock in for the check but all know we don’t want to go

- the kidd justice

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