Letra

Too many things I'd rather do different Woke up in a cold sweat (ugh!) My emotions creepin' Three o'clock on the weekend, might as well sleep in Stay down for the count when She hit me with the "what-ifs?" and the "what-whens?" and the "what-thens?" Wonder where my life went, living in the moment I been thinking 'bout my time spent Are the bills paid? Is it make-or-break? (Ugh!) Will I find a way? Have my feelings changed? Will I be okay? I don't know But what I do know is, life don't make sense If you can't pay rent, so I place my bet What got you shook on this Saturday? I take my L and I hold my place I split my L and I go away You left a spell on my Saturday What got you shook on this Saturday? I take my L and I hold my place I split my L and I go away (yah) You left a spell on my Saturday I got cracks in my phone screen The past fuck with my psyche Smoke weed and get high, please Went to school in The Woodlands And that made niggas wanna fight me So I don't take threats lightly Tell them niggas, "Come and find me" Gotta say it in my eye-view New house off iTunes New money, my perfume Big smile, in a good mood I been running out of issues I ain't trippin' when the rent due I ain't runnin' with a pistol I ain't locked in the system Taking care of my kinfolk Taking a book out the page of the greats I'm only human and I make mistakes Chisel my flows so they can't liberate Talking the time as the pendulum sways I gotta face what I didn't create Just 'cause I can't relate, I don't debate I educate, illuminate Or we can't duplicate, no more moving the plates Second chances feeling overrated Unappreciated, so I bossed up Missed the time when we could share space But it'll all be straight the day we cross up Nothing better than some time with you Because it's time I never wanna toss up Lose myself inside of you, you find yourself in me I don't wanna be cautious What got you shook on this Saturday? I take my L and I hold my place I split my L and I go away You left a spell on my Saturday What got you shook on this Saturday? I take my L and I hold my place I split my L and I go away (yah) You left a spell on my Saturday What got you shook? What got you shook? What got you shook? What got you shook?
Writer(s): Russell Evan Boring, Clifford Simpson, Jabari Manwarring, Ameer Vann, Dominique Simpson, Romil Hemnani Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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