Lyrics:
you can not blame nobody gotta change it
Stay up all night
Feelin so right
I need some time to get away
Stay up all night
Feelin so right
I need some
deep concentration
Then I broke out the bus, the mental hospital patient
On the weekend pass, but I still come sick
Psychopathic, you're dealin'
to hold on
Yo, Maseo, we need to hold on
Ayo, hy'all, we need to hold on
People are you ready?
(Yes, we're ready)
Well, what you wanna be?
(We want
on your feet, you on your feet
And if your well is empty
Not a thing will prevent me
Tell me what you need, what do you need
I surrender honestly
from here (all we need is straight from)
Who are you? What are you?
And what do you want from me?
Is it my money? My joy?
My loyalty? My
of love is what I want
This type of love is what I want
This type of love is what I want
Yeah I need you in my life
Yeah I need you by my side
Wanna give
I'm goin by what you showed me
You say you miss your man but bitch you miss the old me
And now that I look back I'm realizing slowly
Bitch I'm
into what your career is
I am the ghosts that's always appearing
But by now you're probably just weary
From all these lyrics that you have been hearing
You get what you give
You die when you die
It’s simple as this
You don’t have the time
You say that its fine
But I know once all that shit has gone by
doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other
doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other
of what I need I'm buying beer and weed
There's not morality when you've got cravings to feed
And in reality I'm a child me
If I don't do what is needed
Back up in Chi city been a minute what's the word
It's the weekend time to burn
Cash that check I'm boutta splurge
Brand new Givenchy, Sace, Gucci
the snail
Translate to little strange
So there's no way you know
What's about to say
Hinkey the snail
Translate to little strange
That means that there
No
I see inside
Inside you
So much that I want to do
Traveled the world to find the girl for sure was you
Can I prove it to ya
What if I show
all week
It's time for freaking now
The way I get straight to the eating have you geeking now
Just for the weekend then I dash
No cuffing season now
I
usually do this me rapping they call me spirit spirit spirit
Now look at what you made me they think am crazy
Like you been struck me stupid
I'm I stupid am
Poppin out the pillows how you do them in weather changing every weekend then your through with them better
Stay up off the snapchat the ops on ya
Within
Turn up on the weekend, got no plans to reminisce
Capture my life plans in the mist, I'm independent
I'm tryna understand you niggas, but we really
West Coast ima need y'all to vibe with me on this one
Stand up
Yeah
Move front, back, side to side
I'm from LA, you could see it in my eyes
On my
need you
Red wine and cheese before bed time
You and I fell in love is the headline
Instead of whinin' about what I've been findin'
I stay silent
what you miss?
So hey, where you going?
Do you need somebody, somewhere
To help you get on by?
'Cause I think, you know who I am
And I'm gonna
like what the fuck is you stupid?
You gotta cut it, you trippin
Hospital by myself to this life i've been losing
Lately that's how im feeling
Fighting
the bank
If I leave out at 4 I can meet my plug by 8
Rolling in the big body wit my nigga K
I gotta tax you for this shit 'cause we was on the interstate
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