Miguel – Weekend

Miguel – Weekend Lyrics

Artist: Miguel
Song: Weekend

I got a little bit of money feelin’ my pockets
Roll around like I run this sh#t
I got a system filled up with toxins
I been broken hearted and I was f*ck that b#tch

Gettin’ high to deal with my problems
f#ckin’ b#tches and gettin’ drunk as sh#t
But these b#tches gettin’ 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 lowest you can help me
Ain’t sh#t you can tell me now
First rap shipment, sellin’ out
Ooh sh#t, my new b#tch, you jealous now

Smokin’ weed at the crib watchin’ Belly now
All the pain that they causin’ like f*ck it we ballin’ now everythin’ straight
You feelin’ the feelin’, I’m chillin’, just livin’, I’m livin’ away
Conversations we havin’, I’m gettin’ too static, too much on my plate

Lord I need me a break
But I’ll be good by the weekend (alright, yeah)
I’ll be good by the weekend (yeah)
Everythin’ good by the weekend (yeah)

Everythin’ will be good by the weekend (alright, by the weekend)
We goin’ out tonight, yeah, we goin’ out tonight, like f*ck it
We goin’ out tonight, yeah, we goin’ out tonight, f*ck it
We goin’ out tonight, yeah, we goin’ out tonight, it’s the weekend

We goin’ out tonight, yeah, we goin’ out tonight, it’s the weekend
I been havin’ trouble sleepin’
Battlin’ these demons
Wonderin’ what’s the thin’ that keeps me breathin’

Is it money, fame or neither
I been thinkin’ about the places that I frequent
All the people that I see
I started livin’ decent

But what do it mean to be a G (alright)
Only time we fall behind, b#tches in the concubine, callin’ mine crazy
See in God’s desire 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

Wonderin’ well, wonderin’ how I got this high
Fell and asleep and forgot to die, god damn
I’m poppin’ them dollars and drinkin’ them powders, faded
Get it over the counter, I’m stuck on the browsers like how did I make it

These b#tches 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 (alright, yeah)
I’ll be good by the weekend (yeah)

Everythin’ good by the weekend (yeah)
Everythin’ will be good by the weekend (alright, by the weekend)
Mondays I think of you
But I ain’t trippin’ on it

Tuesdays I’m in
Gotta get my hands up on ya
Wednesdays I’m lit with you
You know you’re stayin’ over

Thursdays I’m sick of you
I got to get rid of you
‘Cause Fridays are always the start of the time of my life, alright
When I get faded you hate it but, baby, it’s gon’ be alright, ha, alright
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From the album:
GO:OD AM [Explicit]
Release Year: 2015