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life my way
Feeling free on the weekend, with a couple friends
Summer season
Sometimes life is this hard every single day, that’s why I’m living life my

your tragedy
Cause I understand your reality
From being stuck by gravity
So let’s fly to another galaxy
Your love got me tripping
I got nothing to lose

true
Put it on the table spend the weekend cutting loose
And worry about the bills when the bills come due

Poker slot hot streaks, frozen drinks by

Atmosfera jak na stypie i co z tego że jest weekend
No bo dzień jak co dzień ziomek wciąż to samo robię
Poniedziałek czy piątek i tak pewnie się porobię
Same

an open cause 
Turn tides through a different wave 
Sunshine
Rewind 
And I disinfect 
Turn back 
One time
And I disengage 
My faith overthrown 
By this

I gotta try more, I'm tellin' you I'm giving my all
I spent so many weekends with weed, don't know how many times I've coughed
From yours truly
Fuck

of life was paused
And talk till the sun comes up
We got a weekend so why stop?

For more than a year I felt alone
Months go by never saw a soul
I'm in good

Excuse my French but s'il vous plaît
I need to know that come what may
You'll be by side day after day
Excuse my French but please
Excuse my French

You just a side piece
I'm only fucking with you every other weekend
That's cause you a side piece
And that's cool if that's what you call me
But just

She said she loves me
But only on the weekend
She said she cares
But She don't care
I've heard these words a thousand times
These memories they cross

breathless of the weirdos
The sun don't shine
And my uncle once tried to take me by the sea side
But my father said no because his car windows were posted with

number for the souls under the heavens

Because I disrespected reverend confessions of my presence
Life lessons with a message, protracted by the most high

strapped
It's about 5:30, rollin with a biscuit
Pump Mossburg, by my side
Buckshots roll across the floorboard
Of my suped up, four wheel drive
Yeah, later

I'm right here
Catch me on a flight, overnight, every fuckin' weekend
I'm right here
I've been showin' out, different Nikes for every season
Don't

playing 
On my melodies
And I'll be on my phone 
Selling methodist
Ayeh this nigga trynna
Get me pay for interview

I get paid by the weekend
Never go stave

drinking
This gold on on my pinky
My past steady stinking
She just keep creaming
She is a demon
I fucked on the weekend
No Rae Sremmurd gotta look alive
Know

four by the weekend Fuck three, four by the weekend
Lil' bitch be tweakin' off the molly she geekin Skin be glowin' like a beacon
Lil' bitch be freakin'

It's early in the morning, I rush out the door
By 10 AM I'm sittin' in meeting number four
Lunchtime comes and goes so quick,
Another meeting with my

so meaty
And I'm not vegan
Imma eat it
(Wha)
Imma fck on this bih on the weekend
(Shi)
I bet I have this bih gone by the weekend
(Wha)
I bet I have

(My bitch be with my homie for the weekend)
(After that it's gonna be a murder season)
My bitch be with my homie for the weekend
After this it's

I got too faded on the weekend
My car was picked up by my best friend
I got too high on the way home
Pull over and just go smoke a bowl

Maybe I'm

My brain
Clouded
Faded from the weekend
Jaded, doubt it
If I didn't live it
No, I wouldn't believe
That final girl would fall for me
Finally

Feel

teach it
All that shit don't matter, it be over by the weekend
We got Hennessy, D'Usse and 42, so what you drinkin'

Took a shot of all 3, I know exactly

Always home alone and don't you make it up
Rockstyling by the weekend uh
In the streets tell me baby are we wylin?
For my life just keep fighting
You