Work a nine to five that I hate
So I might quit
Clock out
Go and make magic
Man I feel sick
Sick with the words
Sick talk now
Sick of being broke
So I called out
Loner
Way before corona
Roll up, stoner
Heavy on the bass
Rolling stone gon call me over
Rollin in all camo like a no limit soldier
Once I'm off the sofa
Better tell that man it's over
Running on a high
Well, ima catch him sober
Money on my line
Can you turn the volume lower
Yea
Cuz I gotta make it
Bring it home then separate it
All I ask is Just be patient
Credit score begin for some help
I neglect it
Ez pass really want they cash
I respect it
If you sent me bills it's a chance I never read it
Shit the irs hit me like, man we get it
What the f*ck is credit
How I got these cards in my name and I'm seven
How my debt living even when I'm up in heaven
Type of shit that had my nana running to the reverend
Work a 9-5 that I hate
So I might quit
Clock out
Go and make magic
Man I feel sick
Sick wit the words
Sick talk now
Sick of being broke
So I called out
Why the life leisure always coming at a cost
Put my two weeks in cuz I don't like to have boss
Now I'm two weeks in I gotta crawl before I floss
With no dental plan
What's the plan
Turn my volume up again
Okay
Let me work it out
If it feels like work then for me then it might not work out
F*ck that word of mouth
Better watch my moves
Got so many hits is this Serena in my tennis shoes
A Scientist in tune
I'm walking on the moon
I be in other atmospheres
I Wish that I could bring you there
But baby it's too soon
Busy living life you rather babysit a tomb
Baby in the womb
People don't know shit
Came for the joy
Ima savor all I get
Aura to the floor up
So I'm watchin who I'm wit
The sage needs to breathe so
Don't roll it up too thick
I think I Missed my shift
Damn
Work a nine to five that I hate
So I might quit
Clock out
Go and make magic
Man I feel sick
Sick with the words
Sick talk now
Sick of being broke
So I called out
Missed my shift
Made a shift
Ommni - SICK Lyrics
Ommni - SICK Lyrics
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English
Work a nine to five that I hate
So I might quit
Clock out
Go and make magic
Man I feel sick
Sick with the words
Sick talk now
Sick of being broke
So I called out
Loner
Way before corona
Roll up, stoner
Heavy on the bass
Rolling stone gon call me over
Rollin in all camo like a no limit soldier
Once I'm off the sofa
Better tell that man it's over
Running on a high
Well, ima catch him sober
Money on my line
Can you turn the volume lower
Yea
Cuz I gotta make it
Bring it home then separate it
All I ask is Just be patient
Credit score begin for some help
I neglect it
Ez pass really want they cash
I respect it
If you sent me bills it's a chance I never read it
Shit the irs hit me like, man we get it
What the f*ck is credit
How I got these cards in my name and I'm seven
How my debt living even when I'm up in heaven
Type of shit that had my nana running to the reverend
Work a 9-5 that I hate
So I might quit
Clock out
Go and make magic
Man I feel sick
Sick wit the words
Sick talk now
Sick of being broke
So I called out
Why the life leisure always coming at a cost
Put my two weeks in cuz I don't like to have boss
Now I'm two weeks in I gotta crawl before I floss
With no dental plan
What's the plan
Turn my volume up again
Okay
Let me work it out
If it feels like work then for me then it might not work out
F*ck that word of mouth
Better watch my moves
Got so many hits is this Serena in my tennis shoes
A Scientist in tune
I'm walking on the moon
I be in other atmospheres
I Wish that I could bring you there
But baby it's too soon
Busy living life you rather babysit a tomb
Baby in the womb
People don't know shit
Came for the joy
Ima savor all I get
Aura to the floor up
So I'm watchin who I'm wit
The sage needs to breathe so
Don't roll it up too thick
I think I Missed my shift
Damn
Work a nine to five that I hate
So I might quit
Clock out
Go and make magic
Man I feel sick
Sick with the words
Sick talk now
Sick of being broke
So I called out
Missed my shift
Made a shift
So I might quit
Clock out
Go and make magic
Man I feel sick
Sick with the words
Sick talk now
Sick of being broke
So I called out
Loner
Way before corona
Roll up, stoner
Heavy on the bass
Rolling stone gon call me over
Rollin in all camo like a no limit soldier
Once I'm off the sofa
Better tell that man it's over
Running on a high
Well, ima catch him sober
Money on my line
Can you turn the volume lower
Yea
Cuz I gotta make it
Bring it home then separate it
All I ask is Just be patient
Credit score begin for some help
I neglect it
Ez pass really want they cash
I respect it
If you sent me bills it's a chance I never read it
Shit the irs hit me like, man we get it
What the f*ck is credit
How I got these cards in my name and I'm seven
How my debt living even when I'm up in heaven
Type of shit that had my nana running to the reverend
Work a 9-5 that I hate
So I might quit
Clock out
Go and make magic
Man I feel sick
Sick wit the words
Sick talk now
Sick of being broke
So I called out
Why the life leisure always coming at a cost
Put my two weeks in cuz I don't like to have boss
Now I'm two weeks in I gotta crawl before I floss
With no dental plan
What's the plan
Turn my volume up again
Okay
Let me work it out
If it feels like work then for me then it might not work out
F*ck that word of mouth
Better watch my moves
Got so many hits is this Serena in my tennis shoes
A Scientist in tune
I'm walking on the moon
I be in other atmospheres
I Wish that I could bring you there
But baby it's too soon
Busy living life you rather babysit a tomb
Baby in the womb
People don't know shit
Came for the joy
Ima savor all I get
Aura to the floor up
So I'm watchin who I'm wit
The sage needs to breathe so
Don't roll it up too thick
I think I Missed my shift
Damn
Work a nine to five that I hate
So I might quit
Clock out
Go and make magic
Man I feel sick
Sick with the words
Sick talk now
Sick of being broke
So I called out
Missed my shift
Made a shift
Writer: Amario Malcolm
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid