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I already missed four court dates

It ain't enough hours in a day (ain't enough hours in a day)
It ain't enough
It ain't enough days in a week (it

Light 
(JGS Baby)
Holy Light 

One month one month one day 
One month one month one day
One month one month one day
Duration after my date of birth

Happy Hour in the club and
I am looking for love
So I am spending money more than I am making a month
Oh no! Oh no!
I think I am going to go broke
But I

Happy Hour, you will get
Happy Hour, don't forget
Happy Hour, you will get
Happy Hour, don't forget

Hey what's your name girl
Can I have this dance

that you wait
Destiny, well, never mind
Don't believe in fate
Here today, I won't be tomorrow
Save the date, don't let it get away
Seize the day, so

months imma be iced out
It cost a little ticket just to get like me
I just got a new watch but I want a AP
I got money all of a sudden they wanna date me

a text and we made some plans
To go on a double date
With some friends that weekend
We watched a movie
We sat in the back the whole time
We made out then

month's rent
So many things I need to say
So many games I want to play
There's still not enough hours in the day
I don't have time for a hobby
Can't even

thinking, planning out our next date
While she was doing things, nasty things with her best mate
It's mad I only found out 7 months in
Confronted her in

to date myself 
But damn I'd date myself 
I might even put out the first night 
Cause I'd be the realest thing since time in time 
Every rhyme I tend

though
Kold
It's true that life gives you seconds and minutes and hours
I'm thinking about those days those weeks them months that were ours
Its crazy when

yuh
Two more hours 'til I get home I been on the road I'm just tryna stay awake yuh
I'm just tryna stay awake yuh
On the interstate yuh
Three hoes

I thought we was forever ah ah
Mhmm mhmm mhmm yea look
6 month's in like can we go longer
I coulda sworn you was mentally stronger
You packed ya bags

and Weavin’ hoes 
6 months I guess I dumped 6 bitches in a row huh 
Bob and Weavin’ Bob and Weavin’  Bob and Weavin’ hoes 
Tired of provin’ niggas that a Don

the calendar, don't care bout the date
I'm longing for my death
Three months passed since my last good day
School week never felt this short
Can't wait until

Take a look in the mirror
What do you see?
Is your reflection projecting
That you're happy?
All the months that have passed
All the melodies wrote
I

the speed you rewind tapes
Abstract shapes, a full plate, mailed past date, ticks too late
The show ends, last month's rent, a thick skull with no helmet

Lunch Hour

Rupert Holmes

Partners in Crime

1979

She gets an hour for lunch 
But if it comes to the crunch
She can stretch it if you know what I mean
She meets him at a hotel 
Where they're not

Lemme Freak

Lil Dicky

Professional Rapper

2015

Drunk, faded
Browned out, looking all shady
Two months since I fucked a lady
Young man dick going crazy
Standard Saturday
I'm about to get a cab

Njora wa Manjaro
Hehe

It's been six months
Spell dry
And a couple of weeks since we made time
We need a date night
Hatakama nikusota
Heri

minute, hour, and second
Minutes turn to hours, hours into days
Days into months and years and decades
If time was currency how would you spend it
Every

like 6 months straight
He shuffled to the airport den headed straight to the gate
He took Kyla on the plane
And he jetted off to Spain
Kiera's come

supposed to laugh
And you'd say it's fine
And 10 hours in the air would fly right by
Then I'd board the plane
And say I'll see you soon
Oh two months ago I'd

and momma's not happy
Man I don't know what's happening
Beating my shit in the back of the taxi
I'm screaming while jacking
It's been an hour, my voice getting