5 To 9 Lyrics

Three a clock in the morning, double vision with my
homies,
Four a clock, feeling funny, got no car and we got no
money.

Five a clock, body, sunset, reggae, forty, so we can’t
see
Six a clock, came to dentist, asked if he’s got anything.

Eight a clock, feeling shitty, coming down the GPSP Nine a clock, drunk and driving, on my way to Conquer
city.

Ten a clock, I ain’t driving, taking vomit in the back
seat,
Twelve a clock, caring less if all my way is all way
down.

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