The Weekend (feat. Ash Thraxxton)
Ask me how I'm livin, said it depends
But one more step I might go off the deep end
It's written on my face, no I can't pretend
No Loverboy, but I work for the weekend
Ask me how I'm livin, said it depends
But one more step I might go off the deep end
It's written on my face, no I can't pretend
No Loverboy, but I work for the weekend
That's an 80s reference 'cause I'm gnarly and I'm rad too
Started with a sheesh, so I just went and got it tattooed
All my stock in people
Yeah, I guess that was a bad move
Everything came crashin and it left me in a bad mood
Friday in the county, basement vibes, you know what's up
But I been stuck in a rut and Mugzy tryin to pull me up
He cook up a track and I emerge from out the mud
But I ain't recordin nothin 'til I spark a little bud
I been workin all week and now I need to feel a buzz
Plus shawty talkin crazy, like she ain't know what it was
She wildin just because, that's that shit that I don't like
Fuck it, shawty you was right, now I'm back to gettin numb
Roll the gas, poor a drink, I can't feel a fuckin thing
In the basement with some beats, I don't even got to think
I can't even fall asleep, demons haunt me in my dreams
Yeah, them objects in the mirror always closer than they seem but
Yeah, I said we seein through them seams
Ain't worried bout the past 'cause now I'm on to different things
We was sleepin on y'all niggas 'cause we focused on the dream, yeah
I'm with the wolves I got my team up
In the field I put in work, I got my jeans scuffed
I celebrate with all my brothers when we clean cut
And I'ma tell these niggas once, this county team up
Ask me how I'm livin, said it depends
But one more step I might go off the deep end, for real
It's written on my face, no I can't pretend
No Loverboy, but I work for the weekend
Ask me how I'm livin, said it depends
But one more step I might go off the deep end, for real
It's written on my face, no I can't pretend
No Loverboy, but I work for the weekend
My main problem's I don't got the time, I need a Timex
Think I lost my mind, I need to find that
Friday night and shawty tryna Toosie Slide and
See where I reside at
Bring your fine ass, I'ma recline that
They calling me a demon
I'm unleashin hell on all you heathens
World domination this is the season
County kid regime man
Pull up shit get spooky when we creep in
Gang of niggas ridin 'til it's the end
Ay, fuck it, it's the weekend, this Henny got me tweakin
I'm litty for no reason, been workin for this feelin
I put in my 40 hours, in 48 I'll repeat it
A lot of shit been buildin up and I gotta release it
What these niggas really tryna get into?
Boozle not a bluffer, boy, I been the truth
I been climbin toward the pinnacle
Been workin through the typical
And I ain't got no time to be caught up in the peripheral
I'm up I'm in a winnin mood
My ex think I'm a different dude
She called me once, I let it ring
She called me twice, can't let it through
Tryin to get a message through
Forgettin what I'm stressin through
SBs from 2008 and time what I been steppin through
A lot of time I can't get back, a lot of money wasted
I know I'm impulsive and I hate that I embrace it
Vices still keep stackin up and I can't seem to shake shit
Disappointment everywhere and it don't seem to make sense
All that makes sense is bottles in basements
A lot of smoke in the air, loud beats and fragrance
Please pardon my flagrance, I'm gone I'm space shipped
I'm out of this zone til I take my next shift
But one more step I might go off the deep end
It's written on my face, no I can't pretend
No Loverboy, but I work for the weekend
Ask me how I'm livin, said it depends
But one more step I might go off the deep end
It's written on my face, no I can't pretend
No Loverboy, but I work for the weekend
That's an 80s reference 'cause I'm gnarly and I'm rad too
Started with a sheesh, so I just went and got it tattooed
All my stock in people
Yeah, I guess that was a bad move
Everything came crashin and it left me in a bad mood
Friday in the county, basement vibes, you know what's up
But I been stuck in a rut and Mugzy tryin to pull me up
He cook up a track and I emerge from out the mud
But I ain't recordin nothin 'til I spark a little bud
I been workin all week and now I need to feel a buzz
Plus shawty talkin crazy, like she ain't know what it was
She wildin just because, that's that shit that I don't like
Fuck it, shawty you was right, now I'm back to gettin numb
Roll the gas, poor a drink, I can't feel a fuckin thing
In the basement with some beats, I don't even got to think
I can't even fall asleep, demons haunt me in my dreams
Yeah, them objects in the mirror always closer than they seem but
Yeah, I said we seein through them seams
Ain't worried bout the past 'cause now I'm on to different things
We was sleepin on y'all niggas 'cause we focused on the dream, yeah
I'm with the wolves I got my team up
In the field I put in work, I got my jeans scuffed
I celebrate with all my brothers when we clean cut
And I'ma tell these niggas once, this county team up
Ask me how I'm livin, said it depends
But one more step I might go off the deep end, for real
It's written on my face, no I can't pretend
No Loverboy, but I work for the weekend
Ask me how I'm livin, said it depends
But one more step I might go off the deep end, for real
It's written on my face, no I can't pretend
No Loverboy, but I work for the weekend
My main problem's I don't got the time, I need a Timex
Think I lost my mind, I need to find that
Friday night and shawty tryna Toosie Slide and
See where I reside at
Bring your fine ass, I'ma recline that
They calling me a demon
I'm unleashin hell on all you heathens
World domination this is the season
County kid regime man
Pull up shit get spooky when we creep in
Gang of niggas ridin 'til it's the end
Ay, fuck it, it's the weekend, this Henny got me tweakin
I'm litty for no reason, been workin for this feelin
I put in my 40 hours, in 48 I'll repeat it
A lot of shit been buildin up and I gotta release it
What these niggas really tryna get into?
Boozle not a bluffer, boy, I been the truth
I been climbin toward the pinnacle
Been workin through the typical
And I ain't got no time to be caught up in the peripheral
I'm up I'm in a winnin mood
My ex think I'm a different dude
She called me once, I let it ring
She called me twice, can't let it through
Tryin to get a message through
Forgettin what I'm stressin through
SBs from 2008 and time what I been steppin through
A lot of time I can't get back, a lot of money wasted
I know I'm impulsive and I hate that I embrace it
Vices still keep stackin up and I can't seem to shake shit
Disappointment everywhere and it don't seem to make sense
All that makes sense is bottles in basements
A lot of smoke in the air, loud beats and fragrance
Please pardon my flagrance, I'm gone I'm space shipped
I'm out of this zone til I take my next shift
Credits
Writer(s): Ashton Wilson
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