Blanco, Nipsey Hussle, The Jacka - Durban Poison lyrics

Wake up on my grind
I thank God that I'm alive
I ain't got no 9 to 5 but
I'm not out here wasting time
Wake up on my grind
I thank God that I'm alive
I don't got no 9 to 5 but
I'm not out here wasting time
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5
(Nah)
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5
(Nah)
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5
(Blanco, Nipsey)
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5
(Tha Jack)

Fresh up out the hall for
Bitin' a nigga nose off
Back in population with gangstas
Who barely doze off


Try and make 'em think you a
Killer but said you all talk
Try and be patiently waiting
Until we called up
Hella people locked right now, they all dark
Never could erase who we were, cold thoughts
Race through my third eye
Niggas gettin' L's who don't deserve life
For tryin' to keep his
Kids' neighborhood nice
If he could take it all back
He'd probably do what's right
But, it's over
So he schooled his soldiers with a date
About the new world's secret agenda
And it all starts here in
This place that you've entered
Take a look around, see
They made it for niggas
Pray you make it home, man
'cause this ain't livin'
How your world fallin' and be so gifted?
You could see the worst right
Here in them prisons, nigga

Wake up on my grind
I thank God that I'm alive
I ain't got no 9 to 5 but
I'm not out here wasting time
Wake up on my grind
I thank God that I'm alive
I don't got no 9 to 5 but
I'm not out here wasting time
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5
(yeah)
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5
(yeah)
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5
(Look)

Fresh to the death, fly 'til we die
On the road to riches
I've arrived at Cloud 9
Foil on my wall in the kitchen with my nine
Choppin' work
I had a dream I'd sell records like Sublime
Money over bitches
That's the hustler's design
And self made success is like
Sniffin' up a line i was the underdog that
Ain't nobody wanna sign
Now I'm the hottest nigga out my city
Next in line mo' grind, mo' shine
Less time for the bullshit
Act up if you want
Put your face upon the pulpit
Only closed caskets
I'm givin' you the full clip
Here to let you know
I ain't the one to fool wit': Get it
Hussle, nigga
I don't even understand these bitches
'Cause broke ain't a word that
Exist in my manuscriptin'
I was helpin' your position
I would have to flip it
Used to wake up in the dope
Spot with no mattress in it

Wake up on my grind
I thank God that I'm alive
I ain't got no 9 to 5 but
I'm not out here wasting time
Wake up on my grind
I thank God that I'm alive
I don't got no 9 to 5 but
I'm not out here wasting time
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5
(yeah)
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5

I wake up, I make up, I'm ballin', bitch
Get your weight up, no, wait up
I'm hoggin' this shit
So straight up, you haters, is all on my dick
She caked up, she break it up
She roll me my spliff, yeah
Yeah, I'm countin' by hun'eds by the hun'eds
I only smoke joints but
I'm feelin' kinda blunted
You did it, I done it, you walk it, I run it
I rise, you plummet, your
Stack lookin' stunted, ugh
And I keep one hun'ed
I know I'm gonna make it
I can feel it in my stomach
They ask about Guerrilla
And how was it funded
Don't ask about no packs if
You still get 'em fronted
And I be goin' dumb wit' it
And after ten mil' then I'm done wit' it
And I be goin' dumb wit' it
And after ten mil' then I'm done wit' it
Haha, yeah, Guerrilla, bitch