Night Off
Ahh well
If it's free to dream
Then tell me what good is this salary?
Too much damn noise
Hush, the peanut gallery
It's Monday in reality
But living like it's Saturday
You'll lose your destination
If you let it drain your battery
I'm charged up
I owe it to my family
And what's inside this cup
A wild imagination that won't ever be caught
I got a lead foot that'll never be stopped
I hope you don't mind if I light one
I need an antidote when I'm hyped up
Still got my body armor on
'Cause I been fighting, all I want is a night off
So I'ma hop in the whip, make a store run
I daydream more when I pour one
Still got my body armor on
'Cause I been fighting way too long for the right one
Kick your feet up, take a load off
Roll the weed up, get the soda, stat
Margaritas, on the boat dock
By the beach hut, where my soul relax
Educated on the pavement
Left the classroom, but I never ever made it back
Spent my days just getting faded
To my past and my future, I raise a glass, so
I've got so much I'd still like to do
I promise that I'll always remain true
To my mission and my bets
Until my craziest goals are met
And my people all set, all set
I hope you don't mind if I light one
I need an antidote when I'm hyped up
Still got my body armor on
'Cause I been fighting, all I want is a night off
So I'ma hop in the whip, make a store run
I daydream more when I pour one
Still got my body armor on
'Cause I been fighting way too long for the right one
If it's free to dream
Then tell me what good is this salary?
Too much damn noise
Hush, the peanut gallery
It's Monday in reality
But living like it's Saturday
You'll lose your destination
If you let it drain your battery
I'm charged up
I owe it to my family
And what's inside this cup
A wild imagination that won't ever be caught
I got a lead foot that'll never be stopped
I hope you don't mind if I light one
I need an antidote when I'm hyped up
Still got my body armor on
'Cause I been fighting, all I want is a night off
So I'ma hop in the whip, make a store run
I daydream more when I pour one
Still got my body armor on
'Cause I been fighting way too long for the right one
Kick your feet up, take a load off
Roll the weed up, get the soda, stat
Margaritas, on the boat dock
By the beach hut, where my soul relax
Educated on the pavement
Left the classroom, but I never ever made it back
Spent my days just getting faded
To my past and my future, I raise a glass, so
I've got so much I'd still like to do
I promise that I'll always remain true
To my mission and my bets
Until my craziest goals are met
And my people all set, all set
I hope you don't mind if I light one
I need an antidote when I'm hyped up
Still got my body armor on
'Cause I been fighting, all I want is a night off
So I'ma hop in the whip, make a store run
I daydream more when I pour one
Still got my body armor on
'Cause I been fighting way too long for the right one
Credits
Writer(s): Carter Schultz, John Gray
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