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Now if you feeling how I'm feeling put your hands up high Buck, buck, buck, buck, booyakasha If you feeling how I'm feeling put your lighters in the sky Buck, buck, buck, buck, booyakasha Verse 1 Now if you feeling how I'm feeling put your hands up high If you feeling how I'm feeling put your lighters in the sky I'll be damned if I ain't living the life I always wanted Started from the bottom as a youngin gettin' blunted Now I run it like a marathon, hoe, yeah it's on, hoe Hits motherfucker, hits, Barry Bonds, hoe In the studio for twenty-two days I'm too paid, might fuck around and kick flip in my new J's I got a show in Paris then Tokyo so I'm Lu-paid Fucked a shorty in Paris, I'm getting creme br?lee Chorus 1 Fuck a nine to five, I'm too alive for the real world Never die in the real world, lie in the real world Everything ain't what it seems When you following your dream Fuck a nine to five, I'm too alive for the real world Never die in the real world, lie in the real world Everything ain't what it seems When you following your dream Verse 2 How you feeling, hoe, I'm making a killing, hoe, really doe Talking all that shit behind my back just like a silly Hoe Had a dream: Dr King, now that money ain't a thing I've been through a lot of pain, looking like we overcame Goddamn, life just ain't the same, all y'all know my name Fuck the fame, Maryland where I came, broke up in the game And it feel good, good, real good, good Now we livin' in the hills pissing off the neighborhood It's just me, Castro and 6ix, going crazy in this bitch Plus my homie Jon, and the whole RattPack, you know we on Livin' the life of a don while my homie, Slay, roll up the swisher I get richer while they hate, watch the money gravitate Finally eatin', grab a plate, hell yeah, that's sounding great I've been high, I been low, but there's one thing that I know: It's been a long time coming, now my whole team got it And if you hatin', suck a dick and bitch about it Chorus 2 Fuck a nine to five, I'm too alive for the real world Never die in the real world, lie in the real world Everything ain't what it seems When you following your dream Fuck a nine to five, I'm too alive for the real world Never die in the real world, lie in the real world Everything ain't what it seem When you following your motherfucking dreams, yeah Interlude: Richard Pryor Sampled You know it's funny doe, man, white people be frontin' And you ever noticed like you'd be the only nigga some place And you go where white people, they be like: You wanna move out of the way fellas Excuse me, thank you very much - taking up all the fucking area, Jesus Christ I love when white dudes get mad and cuss 'Cause you all are some funny motherfuckers when you cuss They be saying shit like Alright, cut the shit Fucking jerk off Chorus 2 Fuck a nine to five, I'm too alive for the real world Never die in the real world, lie in the real world Everything ain't what it seems When you following your dream Fuck a nine to five, I'm too alive for the real world Never die in the real world, lie in the real world Everything ain't what it seem When you following your motherfucking dreams, yeah