Testo
Feels like a Sunday
I don't got shit to do
Put on a brave face
'Til I come back to you
Feels like a Wednesday
All of my dreams coming true
I don't feel okay
'Til I come back to you
I'm on my way
Been way too long and I'm not here to stay
People around me are not what they say
And I hope that they hear this, I'm not here to play
Been waking up in the middle of nights
Coming from nothing, I'm used to the fight
I am not a player in the background
So that's why I got my heel into the damn ground, yeah
I don't think I've ever really changed
I'm just staying focused and I got a better range
Only putting fear into myself so I'm faster
When my people well off, you can bet I'm going Casper
I don't need these hoes, I got my damn self
And I really hate the snow, I might move down south
Only getting into trouble, run my damn mouth
Off the yerba, got me buzzin', I'm the first one to admit that I don't need that
Shorty on the side, she got her seat back
Really wanna show me her new lip tat
90 on the highway, it's not that fast
(Yeah)
And these days, I don't talk a lot no more
I feel better when I'm stuck behind a closed door
But I'm tryna make it outside for you
'Cause right now, I only got everything to lose
(Yeah)
Feels like a Sunday
I don't got shit to do
Put on a brave face
'Til I come back to you
Feels like a Wednesday
All of my dreams coming true
I don't feel okay
'Til I come back to you
'Til I come back to you, yeah
'Til I come back to you
Nanana nana nana
Nanana nana