Lyrics

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 are 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 motherfucker giving me a raise?
I can barely afford to put some dinner on my plate
Spent every day wishing it'd rain
'Cause every time 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 would 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-end
And it will end, 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 (Yeah)
There's only one thing on my mind
In the deep end
On the grind
Another weekend
Is on my mind
In the deep end
On the grind
Another 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
Another weekend
Is on my mind
Written by: K Behr, Matthew Colwell, P. Chapman, Perry James Chapman, S.Clarke, S.Fernandez, Steven Mark Fernandez
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