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need to find a better way to spend your weekend

If you ain't got time to get your racks up
Then you ain't got time to talk shit
And if you're coming

do not bleed
And baby I'm seeing the seasons have weakened
This weekend I’m tweaking
To cease, I’m on deep ends
Don’t need a degree
To conceive a good

I never wanted you to know
I never found a hole deep enough to throw
It all away
But that day you came and laid your shine
Over what was left behind

mental unloads
On the paper with a purpose
Asking my self was it worth it?
Got all girls that you wanted
But your sanity is worthless
Sometimes I sit back

say
We gon take this the long way
You better my mood
When I'm with you
You wanted rounds
I got a few
We gotta build
You know it's real
You know the deal

me
My baby gone every weekend 
I'm like fuck it right now I don't need him 
I'm on the west side chillin in the Westin
Got me trippin I been diving off

to curve me
Tryna slide all in my DM's, acting like you didn't hurt me
Now I act like I don't see them on the weekends out in person
I could have given you

Baby last night you acted like you didn't even know me
I just wanted to let you know you're beautiful cause that's something that you don't see
What

this whole weekend was over
Step out of time, and come back when you all are older
All of this stress is causing ulcers
Take me back to when you'd rest

creeping 
She wasn't able to test her faith for the weekend
Still smooth like old school impalas
Whats a dime when you focused on a dollar 
If you the goat,

believe in
Tell me to be humble, while you conceited
Bailed on me for two weekends
All I really wanted was to see you
But in reality I couldn't meet you

Now, it was Steez
It was Steff
It was Trell and Tron
We all zooted and booted
But the hoes couldn't tell
It was Beach weekend couldn't get a hotel

comprehend
I'm just a sheep under wolves' skin
Laying low for the weekend
Cover up for a season, and find a reason
To come out of the shade, make a note find

already know

Now all i ever wanted
Was somebody to be
But all i ever feel
Is this anxiety
But ya i got my friends
To hang on the weekends
I can pretend
We

film the whole thang
I can't pause it
Mommy always called me her God sent
Daddy never called me as often as I really really wanted
But I'm off it I don't

g

Come with me I might just leave and smoke these trees without these dweebs
Honestly I wanted you alone
All to myself this week

Stay at my house

for one weekend
Re-fuelled the dopamine and waited for it to sink in

You're the Queen to my King 
You are the bones to my skin
We're underrated and you

Gotta chick back home who don’t shoot lies the hoe shoot craps yeah
Panoramic roof gone make me put it on wax
I used to hold & wait for the weekend with

leaving 
Earth and coming back on weekends
All this preaching wisdom teaching
Tell me what you believe in
Do you mean it are they reaching 
They just want

Yeah this my song
About the vegan coochie
That I've wanted for so long
So sit down
And ponder
All the vegan coochie
That I squander

It's not very

This my 96 impala flow 
Back when I used to watch my daddy play dominoes 
And the honor roll was all wanted to know but that was some time ago 
Time

It's going down like a bad sequence
It was all good til like last weekend
Til you came and showed me my past weakness
I'm out here making music hope I

creeping 
Always different time because I'm working on the weekend 
Tell your man to tie his shoes cause he is always tripping 
Got some rude boy feelings

Wake up early morning
Get my dress and I get my fill
Wanted to be some kinda warning
For the pizza jerks and kids
Waiting for the weekend
So that I