9-5 Grind

9-to-5 Grind

(Record scratch, heavy bass beat drops)

(Verse 1)

Yo, sun comin' up, alarm screamin' loud, another day begins

Stuck inside the cycle, where the daily grind sets in.

Same fluorescent lighting, same stale coffee brew,

Punchin' in the clock, got a million things to do.

Emails stackin' high, like concrete bricks on my soul,

Feelin' like a cog, losin' all control.

Checkin' the account, man, the balance lookin' thin,

While the boss is talkin' profit, where do my profits begin?

I see the corporate ladder, but the rungs are greased with doubt,

Hear the whispers in my head: "Man, you gotta break out!"

My mind is on the yacht, the view from the penthouse floor,

But my body’s in this cubicle, knockin' on that door.

(Chorus)

This is the 9-to-5 Struggle, yeah, the daily heavy toll,

But my vision's on the future, takin' back my own scroll.

Feelin' like I'm laggin', watchin' others speed on by,

But I got that inner fire, lookin' straight up at the sky.

Gotta keep the faith, yo, the come-up is the plan,

I'll be on the top floor, man, I know I can!

This ain't the finish line, just a chapter I gotta turn,

Gonna watch this whole situation finally burn and learn!

(Verse 2)

Scrollin' through the feed, see the luxury on display,

That comparison trap tries to steal my peace away.

The feeling of behind, that shadow creepin' low,

Whisperin', "You ain't made it yet, you still got miles to go."

Yeah, the doubt is real, I won't front about the pressure,

Tryna build a kingdom, one paycheck, one meager measure.

But I flip the script quick, that low feeling's fuel,

Every late night grindin', man, that's breakin' every rule.

I'm plottin' in the quiet, while the nine-to-fivers sleep,

Plantin' seeds of greatness, promises I gotta keep.

I visualize the breakthrough, the moment it all clicks,

From pennies in my pocket to stackin' heavy bricks.

(Chorus)

This is the 9-to-5 Struggle, yeah, the daily heavy toll,

But my vision's on the future, takin' back my own scroll.

Feelin' like I'm laggin', watchin' others speed on by,

But I got that inner fire, lookin' straight up at the sky.

Gotta keep the faith, yo, the come-up is the plan,

I'll be on the top floor, man, I know I can!

This ain't the finish line, just a chapter I gotta turn,

Gonna watch this whole situation finally burn and learn!

(Bridge)

From the bottom up, that's the only way I roll,

They see the tired eyes, but they don't see the goal.

This ain't just about the money, it’s about the freedom earned,

Every lesson taken, every bridge that I have burned.

Yeah, it's gonna be okay, the struggle's temporary state,

I'm rewriting my narrative, designin' my own fate!

(Outro)

Hear that bassline thumpin'? That's the engine runnin' hot.

Tired of the same spot? Time to give it all you got.

Look out world, the breakout is imminent, you see?

I’m takin’ the crown, yeah, that rich life is for me!

(Beat fades out with a final synth flourish)