(feat. Spice 1) 

[Spice 1:] 
We don't fuck around, we hit a nigga up with them desert eagles 
187 hero Z-Ro, and Fetty Chico 
Blooow, I'm a jedi in these ghetto star wars 
Now watch your shoes when you stepping, Maybach with the mink floors 
Mr. Bossilinie, cut two eye holes in the beanie 
But I'm as quickly as pistols, never personal mayn believe me 
Throwing boat loads like Bolo, in Enter the Dragon 
Walking the ground pants sagging, hit niggaz with black talons 
Ghetto smiling, niggaz ain't seen me in a while'n 
I'm just trying to survive, just trying to stay alive'n 
Bossed out like Boss Hogg, keep bitches in Daisie Dukes 
Put slugs in niggaz, why they trying to put up they dukes 
So I ain't trying to worry bout, what if they shoot 
I pull the super soaker out, and wet up they coupe bloow 

[Hook:] 
Nine to five, I'm staying alive staying alive 
It's a full time job, just trying to survive trying to survive 
Nine to five, I'm staying alive staying alive 
It's a full time job, just trying to surviiiiive 

[Z-Ro:] 
Fuck a nigga fuck a bitch, I'm just concerned about my scratch 
And if my trap running low, it's time to whip up another batch 
Bag it up and take it to the block, I can't forget my gat 
Just in case one of these bitch ass niggaz, decide to jack 
Not bragging or nothing, but these hands I gotta lay you flat 
Like a tension reliever, you gon stretch out and then relax 
Seem like the mo' realer I keep it, the mo' I get stabbed in my back 
Y'all niggaz don't see Joseph McVey, y'all niggaz just see a rap 
Y'all niggaz don't know how many times, I done went without food 
Without shelter without clothing, real poverty is mind blowing 
Sleeping outside, can fuck with your pride 
In most cases its a decision, whether you gon roll over or ride 
Not to mention the pop-po's pull us over, when we standing still 
I promise I'll pop this mo'fucker, if I could grab the steel 
Be digging these ditches, and dodging bullets from nine to five 
That's what it was cuz, Screwed Up Click representing until I die