[Chorus]
9 to 5 rhymes swerving through bullshit
Like traffic on 7 Mile
Time of my life, having right now
Can’t find the torch cause I got it right now
And I’m never letting go

[Verse 1: Finale]
Hey yo respect matters
I took a step backward from the spectacle rappers
Sweating bullets hoping for the best acting trophy
One of the realest in Detroit for those who know me
Keep it straight up honor for those who go before me
Rosary-bead clutching, bible thumping, knee buckling, key fumbling
Speech rushing peek up and [?] temp in these streets [?]
Still tympani drum hollow
With no plan for tomorrow
Bitch still borrow for Moment to Moment, Roy Hargrove
Hard core that these scars show
The favor we seek and the [?] point of shaking [?]
Is refusing to be the newest spoon fed apostle boy
If it’s on it’s on
Quit hiding hands if you’re throwing stones
Show my fucking advance if you want this song
Apollo, my hour glass sand is looking real low my n***a
Let’s start connecting the dots again
Let’s go cause when my times up its over we can’t get it back
I’m guessing I need the perfect ending for my paperbacks
[Chorus]
9 to 5 rhymes swerving through bullshit
Like traffic on 7 Mile
Time of my life, having right now
Can’t find the torch cause I got it right now
And I’m never letting go
Gotta take it from my grip cause I won’t let it slip
If you let your mouth sip would have left you that tip
Should have been on your Q
Now I’m shitting on you
And I didn’t want to, It’s a shame on you

[Verse 2: Leaf Erikson]
Quicker than the naked eye
Plenty times could have met my demise
I done lied to myself on
Several occasions I’ve been my own supplier though
I had the wisdom of Obadiah
Prophetic like Amos, with no desire to be famous
My testament is for the common man
Make sense of that, Aristocrats!?
Class rank ain’t necessary
It wasn’t earned, just hereditary
Certain aspects I kept low key
Monetary demands held back by corporations
Can stunt your growth and your productivity
Cancel your dreams, that’s pretty humbling
To say the least and raise you blood pressure
Chest pains and anxiety become the narrative
Protect your energy when moving through the industry
Before they be digging your grave and death is the penalty
[Chorus]
9 to 5 rhymes swerving through bullshit
Like traffic on 7 Mile
Time of my life, having right now
Can’t find the torch cause I got it right now
And I’m never letting go
Gotta take it from my grip cause I won’t let it slip
If you let your mouth sip would have left you that tip
Should have been on your Q
Now I’m shitting on you
And I didn’t want to
It’s a shame on you

[Verse 3: Finale]
Shut my eyes and I can still see the picture clear
With these ears I’m still here
Want that prize until the price tag gonna get em’ scared and see my affairs
I’ve been playing my position buy my pivot never switching
I’ve been sticking to the mission
A product of my condition, still look at world different
I’m tryna to keep it consistent