What up!

This ain't no nine to five,

Twenty four seven just to stay alive

So What Up! are you down to ride

No pockets full of money but we're getting by.

I remember when I didn't have to work

Walking through the woods I was covered in dirt.

No job no bills just some time to kill,

And all I had to do was skate and surf,

Now,

It's a different kind of grinding,

Taking up my time and, I don't even mind

Because im still getting mine,

And nuts for the beach, let's fall asleep,

Never give up because my heart is telling me.

This ain't no nine to five,

Twenty four seven just to stay alive, What Up!

Are you down to ride,

No pockets full of money but i'm getting by.

This ain't no nine to five,

Twenty four seven just to stay alive,

So What Up! are you down to ride

No pockets full of money but we're getting by.

Leaning over till its over,

Never like I couldn't close

Im the life you chose

Already soaked our souls.

Can't slow down,

It's out of breath control

That's rock and roll,

Gotta baby toe,

Going broke just to play this show,

But the city likes beat time

Non-stop green lights.

Doing it being out

Just wouldn't seem right

I've gotta keep tonight

Now i'm back on the road

////This ain't no nine to five,

Twenty four seven just to stay alive,

So What Up! are you down to ride

No pockets full of money but we're getting by.\\\\

WHAT UP, WHAT UP, WHAT UP

This ain't no ninety five.

WHAT UP, WHAT UP, WHAT UP

This ain't no ninety five.