Sliding sliding back and forth sliding
Baby I don't got nobody else I can confide in
Tryna work my magic at a job that's not providing
But this 9 to 5's the only reason I'm surviving
I been I been suffering in silence
On the road to freedom but don't know which way I'm driving
What I gotta do and what I need is now colliding
Clocking in and out is starting to feel like do or die then
Working like it's ten of me
I'm running outta energy
If never stopping was a person I am the epitome
I'm living check to check if I miss one it'll be the end of me
Im working hard for everyone except me I'm the enemy
Man how did I get here
I know God ain't want this shit for me
My Ma ain't want this shit for me
Grandma ain't want this shit for me
It's no way I was born in 89 to repeat history
The subtle voice of misery would speak to me
Like you could be the one no Neo
You just gotta put your soul into it so here we go
It's hard to see out like somebody finger on the peephole
Got 8 alarms set to make sure I don't ever sleep over
Just so I can make my way to where I hate to go
I made a lot of bad decisions I can make some more
Traded a needed night of sleep to make this song bro
Another 40hrs in I'm right back on go
Sliding sliding back and forth sliding
Baby I don't got nobody else I can confide in
Tryna work my magic at a job that's not providing
But this 9 to 5's the only reason I'm surviving
I been I been suffering in silence
On the road to freedom but don't know which way I'm driving
What I gotta do and what I need is now colliding
Clocking in and out is starting to feel like do or die then
Back back back and forth
Only way to express how my life's been going
Every step I take is like I'm asking for it
So many pass by me with less in store
Back back back and forth
God you know I trust your guide of course
If this where you want me then I'm apply force
A voice in me saying make a choice
That says I can be the one no Neo
Imma put my whole soul in it here we go
Tryna fit my work uniform on my ego
Show up ready but I cannot wait to get this week over
Back in the whip and on my way to where I hate to go
Back to where I don't make enough to even make the most
So many doubters in my way I gotta keep it close
I'm working overtime so much I might just overdose
Sliding sliding back and forth sliding
Baby I don't got nobody else I can confide in
Tryna work my magic at a job that's not providing
But this 9 to 5's the only reason I'm surviving
I been I been suffering in silence
On the road to freedom but don't know which way I'm driving
What I gotta do and what I need is now colliding
Clocking in and out is starting to feel like do or die then