Come&Go
Yeah
Sometimes I just feel like
Feel like I'm stuck in a rat race
Yeah yeah yeah
And if you feel that way too
Then this song's for you, uh
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
One day, two days, three days
Four days, five days
And we do it all again
Yeah I've been dreaming 'bout something a little different
From late night to early mornings I've been wishin'
For another way to pave, livin' day to day
I've been working way too hard
Feel like I'm missin'
Out on what I'm destined for
Stuck in this prison
Of a job that I don't want
Feels like I hit a wall
Sometimes it makes me wanna say
I've been workin' one too many days
All for a little pay
And I'm just waiting 'til I get out
Even though I know by Saturday
After all the bills I pay
Ain't gon' have, in my account
I know I know we stay working
I hope I hope that it's worth it
But I'ma go out anyway
After all the things I say
I'ma stack this bread in my account
(Sun, Sun, Sun) Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
One day, two days, three days
Four days, five days
And we do it all again
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
One day, two days, three days
Four days, five days
And we do it all again
Uh, I'm tryna force myself to get back on the horse again
It's takin' my all just to get outta my bed
It's Monday A.M
Mentally I'm on vacay in the Camans
But actually I'm casually late for my shift
Man I'm so over this
I've just decided working nine to five it ain't for me
And in my head I've quit six times before three
Four comes around and I'm brought back to my senses for now
'Cause I remembered I got rent and bills to worry bout
Man what a drag gotta
Work for the man rather
Be chasing dreams but I'll
Stick to the plan for now
And one day soon I'll be on the top
But right now I'll just get back to work
'Cause I'm on the clock
I know I know we stay working
I hope I hope that it's worth it
But I'ma go out anyway
After all the things I say
I'ma stack this bread in my account
(Sun, Sun, Sun) Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
One day, two days, three days
Four days, five days
And we do it all again
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
One day, two days, three days
Four days, five days
And we do it all again
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Mmm one day, two days
Yeah, three days, five days
Sometimes I just feel like
Feel like I'm stuck in a rat race
Yeah yeah yeah
And if you feel that way too
Then this song's for you, uh
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
One day, two days, three days
Four days, five days
And we do it all again
Yeah I've been dreaming 'bout something a little different
From late night to early mornings I've been wishin'
For another way to pave, livin' day to day
I've been working way too hard
Feel like I'm missin'
Out on what I'm destined for
Stuck in this prison
Of a job that I don't want
Feels like I hit a wall
Sometimes it makes me wanna say
I've been workin' one too many days
All for a little pay
And I'm just waiting 'til I get out
Even though I know by Saturday
After all the bills I pay
Ain't gon' have, in my account
I know I know we stay working
I hope I hope that it's worth it
But I'ma go out anyway
After all the things I say
I'ma stack this bread in my account
(Sun, Sun, Sun) Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
One day, two days, three days
Four days, five days
And we do it all again
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
One day, two days, three days
Four days, five days
And we do it all again
Uh, I'm tryna force myself to get back on the horse again
It's takin' my all just to get outta my bed
It's Monday A.M
Mentally I'm on vacay in the Camans
But actually I'm casually late for my shift
Man I'm so over this
I've just decided working nine to five it ain't for me
And in my head I've quit six times before three
Four comes around and I'm brought back to my senses for now
'Cause I remembered I got rent and bills to worry bout
Man what a drag gotta
Work for the man rather
Be chasing dreams but I'll
Stick to the plan for now
And one day soon I'll be on the top
But right now I'll just get back to work
'Cause I'm on the clock
I know I know we stay working
I hope I hope that it's worth it
But I'ma go out anyway
After all the things I say
I'ma stack this bread in my account
(Sun, Sun, Sun) Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
One day, two days, three days
Four days, five days
And we do it all again
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
One day, two days, three days
Four days, five days
And we do it all again
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Mmm one day, two days
Yeah, three days, five days
Credits
Writer(s): Johnathan Aoina, Paul Aoina, Teeroy Leo
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