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Lyrics
[Intro]
Alarm clock scream
Hit snooze, then scream
Same bus, same seat
Same loop, rinse, repeat
[Verse 1]
I clock in, pride out
Smock on, eyes out
Boss talk cheap, I’m
Half sleep, timed out
Rent due, plus tax
Plus fee, plus facts
Got dreams in a cracked phone
Wallet all caps
Lunch break in the parking lot
Cold fries in a paper box
Scroll life that I wish I got
Swipe up, then time is up
Back line, back pain, back chat
Smile thin, like the paycheck gap
They sell hope in a plastic wrap
I get home, can’t buy it back
[Chorus]
This that
Nine to five, nevermind, I’m broke (broke)
Hands to the sky when the bassline choke (choke)
Heart on the grind, but the math don’t match
Bills go up when the beat gon’ crash
Super bass drop on my overdraft
Payday hit then it leave so fast
Whole world say “just work, you’ll last”
But the numbers keep laughin’ when the drums go—
[hard drop]
[Verse 2]
Two jobs, three shots
Cheap drink, deep thought
“You free?” what’s that?
My week on lock
Side hustle on a cracked screen
Ship dreams by the caffeine
Mom text, “when you comin’ home?”
I text back, “when I’m not this broke”
Gas tank on a quarter lie
Tire low, pressure high
Politicians on the TV smile
Say “we hear you,” then mute my side
Swipe card, little red decline
Line build, feel that spine
Turn ice, but I play it fine
Joke, “try again” like it ain’t my life
[Chorus]
This that
Nine to five, nevermind, I’m broke (broke)
Hands to the sky when the bassline choke (choke)
Heart on the grind, but the math don’t match
Bills go up when the beat gon’ crash
Super bass drop on my overdraft
Payday hit then it leave so fast
Whole world say “just work, you’ll last”
But the numbers keep laughin’ when the drums go—
[hard drop]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
Tell me how I’m s’posed to build from crumbs
When the price of a dream worth more than my lungs
[voice rising]
Still I stand, still I show up, still I swing
If the world want blood, then the hook gon’ sting
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 31, 2025
Duration2:36
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Gritty boom-trap hybrid with a chest-rattling sub drop on the hook, swung hats, and detuned bells. Verses sit on a narrow, dry mix to spotlight the vocal; chorus explodes with layered shouts, distortion on the ad-libs, and a half-time slam. Male vocals, aggressive but weary, riding the pocket right on top of the kick.
Credits
Prompt by
SKRAPE
SKRAPEModelAria v5
Prompt
A rap song that’s about the struggle it is to make it with a regular job in this day and age.
Super bass hard drop
