Correction Paroles Weekend (Demo) par Mac Miller

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Paroles

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo
Yo, now

I got a little bit of money fillin' my pockets
Roll around like I run this sh*t
I got a system filled up with toxins(Toxins)
I've been broken-hearted, now it's f**k that b*t*h
Getting high to deal with my problems(Problems)
f**king b*t*hes, getting drunk as sh*t
But these b*t*hes getting obnoxious(Obnoxious)
They nothin' to me though I love this sh*t
Go long days, longer nights
Talk too much, the wrong advice
All the lights and call my life
Doctor, doctor, will you help me?
Get me healthy
Keep it low, this where hell be
Ain't sh*t you can tell me now
f**k this rap sh*t, b*t*h, I'm sellin' out
Ooh sh*t, with my new b*t*h you jealous now
Smokin' weed at the crib watching Belly now
All the pain that they causin'
Like, f**k it, we ballin'
Now everythin' straight
You feeling the feeling
I'm chilling, just living
I'm burning away
Conversations we having
I'm getting too static
Too much on my plate
Lord, I need me a break

But I'll be good by the weekend, yeah
I'll be good by the weekend, yeah
Everything good by the weekend, yeah
Everything will be good by the weekend, by the weekend

We going out tonight, yeah, we going out tonight, like f**k it
We going out tonight, yeah, we going out tonight, f**k it
We going out tonight, yeah, we going out tonight (It's a weekend)
We going out tonight, yeah, we going out tonight (It's a weekend)

I been having trouble sleeping
Battling these demons
Wondering what's the thing that keeps me breathing
Is it money, fame or neither?
I been thinking about the places that I frequent
All the people that I see
I’m just out here livin' decent
What do it mean to be a G?
And all the time we fall behind
b*t*hes in the concubine
I call her mine, crazy
She ain't' God as I
I make water wine
Pause in time
It's common, they often hate me
Never will I walk in line
I cross the T's and dot the I's
Wondering, well, wonderin' how I got this high
Fell asleep and forgot to die, God damn
I'm poppin' them downers
And drinkin' them powders, faded
Get it over the counter
I'm stuck on the browser
Like, how did I make it?
These b*t*hes don't know me
This sh*t is so lonely until she get naked
Don't even know what today is

But I'll be good by the weekend, yeah
I'll be good by the weekend, yeah
Everything good by the weekend, yeah
Everything will be good by the weekend, by the weekend

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