HAPPY HOUR
Ayy, it's your DJ, DJ Sunny Roshi, coming to you live
On WWUR, worldwide underground radio
The people's number one station, the people's radio
We got a couple more jams for y'all
Before we get off for the night (Woo)
You know what I'm saying? All my heroes are junkies, yeah
My side giving up on love
I want some more drank
Power lines, energize on me
I had to sip slow (I had to sip slow)
My side giving up on love
I want some more drank (I want some more)
Pain high, feeling like same thing
I had to sip slow
I caught you spending all your last, baby
Prepared for the crash, baby
Passed living in the past, baby (Passed living in the past)
Stares only at the mask, baby
We ran from that
Raw feeling that we shared, baby
(Raw feeling that we shared)
Stairs led you to my stash, baby
Rare visionary math, baby
Now it's only 'bout the cash, baby
They found me in the cup, baby
It's profit over love, baby
Yeah, I probably do the dash, baby
Depend on where you at, baby
Drop-pin it on the map, baby
I'm itching for my scratch, baby
Might then I could relax, I never could relax, baby
I'm scared of going back, baby
I'm scheduled for the max, baby
Lies tripping over facts, baby
I'm probably on my drugs, baby
It's profit over love, baby (It's profit over love)
It's profit over—
My side giving up on love
I want some more drank (I want some more)
Power lines, energize on me
I had to sip slow (I had to sip slow)
My side giving up on love
I want some more drank (I want some more)
Pain high, feeling like same thing
I had to sip slow
I try to balance-beam
Between this life and racing death
And as I gather speed
Looking to my left and to my right
I'm almost down the street
I fought so hard, then fell so low to get this far
The doctor say that shit been fucking with my heart
But I can't barely sleep
Chasing money, love, and all of the amphetamines
It's getting spiritual, them spirits chasing after me
At night, might I feel like I ain't worthy
Of them blessings laid upon me
Got me burning down my house again
Right in the low lights, the low lifes
The pills and junkies
Ain't shit the same, been up three days
These streets don't form no comfort
Felt like lost and more, did I describe
A world that made you puzzled?
Heard my mama cry
But that was not enough to bring me home
We had matching scars from off the roof
Just out here having fun, just imagine that
They say you ain't a star until you jump
Like a thousand checks, a pound of flesh
I'm carving out my lumps
What do I despise more than myself
And all that I've become? Still on
My side giving up on love
I want some more drank (I want some more)
Power lines, energize on me
I had to sip slow (I had to sip slow)
My side giving up on love
I want some more drank (I want some more)
Pain high, feeling like same thing
I had to sip slow
(I want you back, baby)
(I want you back, baby)
(You know I want you back)
(I want you back, baby)
(You know I want you back, baby)
(You know I want you back)
(Back, baby)
(You know I want you back, baby)
(You know I want you back)
(Back, baby)
(You know I want you back, baby)
(You know I want you back)
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
Compositores: Isaiah Rashad, D. Sanders & Julian Sintonia