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down at the bridge, gonna try a new midge
There was traffic flyin' by
Taillights glowin' red, thirty feet overhead
But it felt like a thousand miles
Taking shots they by the liter

South side shawty she a Mona Lisa
Crazy beautiful but she ain't got no visa
I don't care hi I'm Monty nice to meet ya
Cold
five by my side bitch when we creepin
Bad hoe on my lap yeah she be freakin
Bring the chop up in the club on the weekend
What ima shoot ain't no defense
Numb
But fuck that cause you're not the one
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, I'm still dreamin'
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Gotta get up by the weekend
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, I'm still
bitch leaking (Fa, Fa, Fa)
I'll be gone by the weekend
A heart that I'm seeking, A love that I'm peaking (Ay)
I put this wock in my cup (Yeah)
I fuck this
I do not have time to be locked down by losses
I have to keep moving when I am the one losing
Improving the mind 
It is never stationary
I can make
laugh

I'm like that! You can tell by the way I walk
You can tell by the way I talk
I'm above these niggas like I'm eight feet tall
Momma called me
I'd like to take you by surprise at the grocery store
Grab you by the hand and step on the electric door
Leave the shopping cart right where it is
this
Way
At this moment i got so Much to say

I cant really feel my Sorrow face
So cold tryna move a Single space
These days are going by so Slow just
(Basketball bouncing throughout song)
I'm cold wit it
I'm just cold wit it
Know what I'm sayin'?
If you don't know by now, I'm cold wit it
Ah, I
Nike Airs on my feet
Yeah I'm flying about hundred feet
Justin Vinylz coming with that heat
No receipt cause your talk is cheap
Nike Airs on my feet
a suitcase
Kush by the bouquet
Doin this a new way
Its Gulfstream n**** like it or love it
If you hating you’ll get hit wit a dozen
So you know dont approach
was first filled with wonder

And I feel the air filling up my lungs
The feelings I've been waiting for have finally come
And my feet are on the cold
massa
Flow hot get cold water
Eskimo mi cold dan dem
Just fuck da cold front deh
No male mi nuh postmaster
Tricks a fi kids bitch
But mi trick a white
Newest shoes on my feet every time they come around
Flyest restaurants and clubs every time that I'm in town
Smoking on good gas I could buy it by
bad mood
Off kilter ways
Whatever gets us through the day
It’s the weekend
Can we escape?
Breathe in and out yeah namaste
We on the payroll
We have
with a crush, kid with a crush 
You make a Monday feel like the weekend 
You turn hell on earth into heaven sent 
You’re every dream I dream and ever
The weekend is made for the crew aye!
You want it to be lit my line you hit cause that's what we do   2x
My prescence is a resonance,  I come through like
I'm the cash cow, I ring the bell
Couple nggas dead they probably in
They killed my ngga up the street
Had some new ones on his feet
Still I'm up
Bumping music we be vibing while we
Celebrate the day
We been grinding for the weekend
Now we spend the night away
Got the homie on the line I told
the weekend,
Just to find that it flies by too soon.
So, she holds on to Friday
(Like it's the last of its kind)
And, in the blink of an eye,
Her Saturday is
I've got nowhere to be
But everything to do
Took a flight out of town
And I'm sleeping in 'till noon
I could go a tour
But I'm laying by the pool
Eight hours a day
Five days a week
Name on my shirt
Dead on my feet
Cash in my check
Hit up the bar
Drink by myself
Wonder where you are

Yeah,
sure well well
Now ain't that somethin'
Six-pack stomach, flowers Caucasian, no milk bunnies
Doves outta Asia, weekend summer
So we can vibe out while

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