Since the age of adolescence, I've been thinking one question
Why do we live our lives solely through professions
Work ourselves to death for a job, then we clock out
Little time for T.V. and a dinner, than we knock out
Peace of mind tryna find, living for the dollar sign
I don't really have a life, I don't really have the time
Then we try to get it in as weekend warriors
Time after time trying to chase this euphoria
Then we got a case of the midlife crisis
It's a damn shame, seen many people like this
Friday to Sunday, reliving glory years
Woulda, coulda, shoulda, is the words that I fear
That's when I figured out 7 days a week
That I was going to build the life that I seek
I'm living for the little things, living every moment
This is your life, ask yourself who owns it
I see my daydreams passing by
Or is it just I'm wasting time
Oh! Where's the finish line
This is not the life for me
'Cause I'm Living For The Weekend
You hate your job and your life sucks
Went to school and ain't making the big bucks
Everyday kills your f*ckin' ambition
Driving on the lone cold road to perdition
Hands to the heavens, reachin' for constellations
Met with nothin', only frustration
You're so broke, you can't pay attention
Got your checks goin' to booze, that only breeds depression
Stuck in a rut and you ain't going nowhere
Shit's not fair, but yo that's life
C'est la vie in this mad dash to get C.R.E.A.M
In the end, all you got is your thoughts and dreams
But don't kill the lyricist, spittin' this
Vibe out as you're hearin' this, and be in bliss
Flux happens, but routines don't stop
So when they're servin' you slop, thank God for Hip-Hop
I see my daydreams passing by
Or is it just I'm wasting time
Oh! Where's the finish line
This is not the life for me
'Cause I'm Living For The Weekend
My boss is always talkin' shit because his breath is stinkin'
On top of other shit, I'm only Living For The Weekend
About to get f*cked up both days, 'cause I spend it drinkin'
But before I do that, I'm at my desk just thinkin'
Is the grass really greener? Should I get another job
In deep contemplation cause I'm prayin' to God
Better call The Pixies and ask 'em, Where Is My Mind
Cause I'm stuck in a loop with my life on rewind. Damn
Don't be fooled by social media highlights
That right there is just Sportscenter highlights
This goes out to my peoples driving miles
That always gotta fake that service with a smile
Everyone has a story, everyone has a path
And everyone has their own life purpose, know that
I'm living for the little things, living every moment
This is your life, ask yourself who owns it
My mama done told me "anything you'll achieve" You'll achieve
But my daddy done told me "money don't grow on trees." Grow on trees
Am I playing myself, is this real stability. Stability
This is my reality, til' I leave
I see my daydreams passing by
Or is it just I'm wasting time
Oh! Where's the finish line
This is not the life for me
'Cause I'm Living For The Weekend
Honor Flow Productions - Living for the Weekend (feat. Jonie Marie) Lyrics
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Since the age of adolescence, I've been thinking one question
Why do we live our lives solely through professions
Work ourselves to death for a job, then we clock out
Little time for T.V. and a dinner, than we knock out
Peace of mind tryna find, living for the dollar sign
I don't really have a life, I don't really have the time
Then we try to get it in as weekend warriors
Time after time trying to chase this euphoria
Then we got a case of the midlife crisis
It's a damn shame, seen many people like this
Friday to Sunday, reliving glory years
Woulda, coulda, shoulda, is the words that I fear
That's when I figured out 7 days a week
That I was going to build the life that I seek
I'm living for the little things, living every moment
This is your life, ask yourself who owns it
I see my daydreams passing by
Or is it just I'm wasting time
Oh! Where's the finish line
This is not the life for me
'Cause I'm Living For The Weekend
You hate your job and your life sucks
Went to school and ain't making the big bucks
Everyday kills your f*ckin' ambition
Driving on the lone cold road to perdition
Hands to the heavens, reachin' for constellations
Met with nothin', only frustration
You're so broke, you can't pay attention
Got your checks goin' to booze, that only breeds depression
Stuck in a rut and you ain't going nowhere
Shit's not fair, but yo that's life
C'est la vie in this mad dash to get C.R.E.A.M
In the end, all you got is your thoughts and dreams
But don't kill the lyricist, spittin' this
Vibe out as you're hearin' this, and be in bliss
Flux happens, but routines don't stop
So when they're servin' you slop, thank God for Hip-Hop
I see my daydreams passing by
Or is it just I'm wasting time
Oh! Where's the finish line
This is not the life for me
'Cause I'm Living For The Weekend
My boss is always talkin' shit because his breath is stinkin'
On top of other shit, I'm only Living For The Weekend
About to get f*cked up both days, 'cause I spend it drinkin'
But before I do that, I'm at my desk just thinkin'
Is the grass really greener? Should I get another job
In deep contemplation cause I'm prayin' to God
Better call The Pixies and ask 'em, Where Is My Mind
Cause I'm stuck in a loop with my life on rewind. Damn
Don't be fooled by social media highlights
That right there is just Sportscenter highlights
This goes out to my peoples driving miles
That always gotta fake that service with a smile
Everyone has a story, everyone has a path
And everyone has their own life purpose, know that
I'm living for the little things, living every moment
This is your life, ask yourself who owns it
My mama done told me "anything you'll achieve" You'll achieve
But my daddy done told me "money don't grow on trees." Grow on trees
Am I playing myself, is this real stability. Stability
This is my reality, til' I leave
I see my daydreams passing by
Or is it just I'm wasting time
Oh! Where's the finish line
This is not the life for me
'Cause I'm Living For The Weekend
Why do we live our lives solely through professions
Work ourselves to death for a job, then we clock out
Little time for T.V. and a dinner, than we knock out
Peace of mind tryna find, living for the dollar sign
I don't really have a life, I don't really have the time
Then we try to get it in as weekend warriors
Time after time trying to chase this euphoria
Then we got a case of the midlife crisis
It's a damn shame, seen many people like this
Friday to Sunday, reliving glory years
Woulda, coulda, shoulda, is the words that I fear
That's when I figured out 7 days a week
That I was going to build the life that I seek
I'm living for the little things, living every moment
This is your life, ask yourself who owns it
I see my daydreams passing by
Or is it just I'm wasting time
Oh! Where's the finish line
This is not the life for me
'Cause I'm Living For The Weekend
You hate your job and your life sucks
Went to school and ain't making the big bucks
Everyday kills your f*ckin' ambition
Driving on the lone cold road to perdition
Hands to the heavens, reachin' for constellations
Met with nothin', only frustration
You're so broke, you can't pay attention
Got your checks goin' to booze, that only breeds depression
Stuck in a rut and you ain't going nowhere
Shit's not fair, but yo that's life
C'est la vie in this mad dash to get C.R.E.A.M
In the end, all you got is your thoughts and dreams
But don't kill the lyricist, spittin' this
Vibe out as you're hearin' this, and be in bliss
Flux happens, but routines don't stop
So when they're servin' you slop, thank God for Hip-Hop
I see my daydreams passing by
Or is it just I'm wasting time
Oh! Where's the finish line
This is not the life for me
'Cause I'm Living For The Weekend
My boss is always talkin' shit because his breath is stinkin'
On top of other shit, I'm only Living For The Weekend
About to get f*cked up both days, 'cause I spend it drinkin'
But before I do that, I'm at my desk just thinkin'
Is the grass really greener? Should I get another job
In deep contemplation cause I'm prayin' to God
Better call The Pixies and ask 'em, Where Is My Mind
Cause I'm stuck in a loop with my life on rewind. Damn
Don't be fooled by social media highlights
That right there is just Sportscenter highlights
This goes out to my peoples driving miles
That always gotta fake that service with a smile
Everyone has a story, everyone has a path
And everyone has their own life purpose, know that
I'm living for the little things, living every moment
This is your life, ask yourself who owns it
My mama done told me "anything you'll achieve" You'll achieve
But my daddy done told me "money don't grow on trees." Grow on trees
Am I playing myself, is this real stability. Stability
This is my reality, til' I leave
I see my daydreams passing by
Or is it just I'm wasting time
Oh! Where's the finish line
This is not the life for me
'Cause I'm Living For The Weekend
Writer: Charles Nunley IV, Paul Parker
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Royalty Network