Weekend (feat. 360)

We all live for the weekend Just tryna get by But losing track of time And we never need a reason To leave it all behind There's only one thing on my mind Man, you know I tried my luck at a few day jobs And every single one I had I used to hate on I swear to God, I'd wake up every morning with a fake cough Hoping maybe I could get the day off I knew the safe option was to stay on Still I couldn't help but muck around till I got laid off Rapping all day long tryna make songs Thinking to myself 'I hope this hard work pays off' So I told my friends "I'm an emcee" And they were like "PEZ, you're a deadbeat" (yeah) How're you gonna make the ends meet Rent's steep, you won't even make it to the next week And it seemed like There was a pretty good chance they would be right But I just kept holding onto my dream like "Nah I'm gonna get there in the end, but in the meantime" We all live for the weekend Just tryna get by But losing track of time And we never need a reason To leave it all behind There's only one thing on my mind Before rap I was different in a way Tryna make a living as a chippy in the game My boss figured out a minimum to pay He was giving me a wage, I was literally a slave When's this motherfucka giving me a raise? I can barely afford to put some dinner on my plate Spent every day wishing it'd rain 'Cause everytime it rains you'd be finished for the day PEZ told me to give the shit away "Fuck work, there's something bigger we can chase" Taught about belief and the difference it'd make Little did he know I would quit within a day And while at work I was dreaming (dreaming) Always thinking 'bout the weekend (weekend) I couldn't wait till the week ends And it will end, but until then We all live for the weekend Just tryna get by But losing track of time And we never need a reason To leave it all behind There's only one thing on my mind In the deep end On the grind 'Nother weekend Is on my mind In the deep end On the grind 'Nother weekend Is on my mind We all live for the weekend Just tryna get by But losing track of time And we never need a reason To leave it all behind There's only one thing on my mind In the deep end On the grind 'Nother weekend Is on my mind