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Squadrey Hepburn (The After Hours Jam) [feat. T-Zank & theTAYkeover] Video (MV)






Myer Clarity - Squadrey Hepburn (The After Hours Jam) [feat. T-Zank & theTAYkeover] Lyrics




Thank god for rock bottom
Thank god for me falling down
Wasn't for all my problems
I'd have nothing left to talk about [Woop]
Live a life you would draw chalk around
High and reckless
Disrespect what the gods respected
I'm drunk, puking on the side of Sedgwick
Thank my friends for my alcoholism
Thank the scene, bet the outfit denim
Thank the drugs that went out then in him
Thank the world, I let my mouth offend em
Rolling with the world class humans though
From the 6 to Santa Cruz we go
Gimme room to grow
When you the smartest one in that room shouldn't be in that room no more
I'm the shit you found on reddit while you browsing high
Tryna make my instagram look like a f*cking travel guide
Visit every city on the map while I'm allowed alive
Get loud at night
No photos, my demons are awful camera shy
Can't fly with eagles, sleep with pigeons
Messing with a hero but I chief with the villains
We finna flip it
Beats, finna kill 'em
From Belize to the deep Philippines we gon' get it
We gon' eat in a minute
Every body on the god damn team really did it
No sleep for the kid
Shit I'll sleep when I'm six feet deep
'Till then, man, the dreams what I'm living

You ain't gotta go home but you can't stay here
This the after hours jam, ain't no randoms in here
Oh dear, oh dear, I been there before
You try to sneak in through that side door
And if there's one thing that I know
It's that I know how to have a good time fo sho'
Get my back off the wall
Cigarettes and alcohol
Posted at this after hours
Yelling out I have it all

Every problem is what always keep me honest and progressin'
Often keep it to myself until I understand the lesson
Don't know exactly what this life will bring but I'll think against the odds
Like slots, even when I'm in regression
I'm - better than whatever that I thought I could
Elevatin' everyday outta rut
Tryna renovate myself in search for brighter health
I just - fight and grind for that life that's good
Tryna look higher up
Every time I take a step I take sec to catch my breath
And appreciate the days that I been given on this Earth
Only livin' if I'm driven and I been that since birth
My dad taught me to trust my gut and show the world what I am worth
Now I work in different countries spreading love and selling merch
And everything I do for the family
The man in me'll stand like a canopy
No words, no man ever damage me
I'm standin' free and branch for the family tree
Handle these bills, whenever it's real
I'm showin' the skills, they catchin' a feel
Nobody ever been tellin' me nothing
I'm runnin' the business and livin' it here
Yeah

You ain't gotta go home but you can't stay here
This the after hours jam, ain't no randoms in here
Oh dear, oh dear, I been there before
You try to sneak in through that side door
And if there's one thing that I know
It's that I know how to have a good time fo sho'
Get my back off the wall
Cigarettes and alcohol
Posted at this after hours
Yelling out I have it all

See all of my friends are real losers
All of my friends are real boozers
All of my friends are real loners
All of my friends are real stoners
So please don't condemn us or stone us
But if we are really loners then how can we ever be friends
Misery seems to love company
But is the company we keep just a means to an end?
I do not want this to end
I'm traveling end to end with all my friends from the ends
'Up' is where we always end
But 'stuck' is never a dead end
So
We keep on banging, we keep on mobbing
We keep on knocking till they let us in
If they do not lettuce like anti-vegan
Then they can never sweat us like a cardigan when we blow
Show after show
Have to show y'all why I deserve to be at the show so I show out
Everything's a f*cking go when I go out
Repping nothing but the "GO" when I go out
Hardly home, always repping
Two left feet but I'm always stepping
Into a big pair of shoes
I'm always hoping for the win but I'm prepared to lose
Like it's big weight on my shoulder
Stuck between wall and a boulder
Pllus now our young days are over and we are now getting way older
We'll never be great's what they told us
But f*ck it, they scared of we
We are not here for your charity
I'm with Myer, providing some clarity
Wow go and share it, please!

Yeah
It's that 3 am Montreal shit
Ou that ain't right

Yeah
You ain't gotta go home but you can't stay here, girl
I'd rather party all alone than to party in here, girl
I know you don't
I know you don't
I know you don't really understand
I took my cape to the laundromat
Never ever ever ever got it back
I ain't yo hero
I ain't yo hero, girl, no - oh
I'd rather chill by myself
Than to be on the motherf*cking top shelf
Yeah, Yeah

Yo this shits crazy
Man, I'm going to bed
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Thank god for rock bottom
Thank god for me falling down
Wasn't for all my problems
I'd have nothing left to talk about [Woop]
Live a life you would draw chalk around
High and reckless
Disrespect what the gods respected
I'm drunk, puking on the side of Sedgwick
Thank my friends for my alcoholism
Thank the scene, bet the outfit denim
Thank the drugs that went out then in him
Thank the world, I let my mouth offend em
Rolling with the world class humans though
From the 6 to Santa Cruz we go
Gimme room to grow
When you the smartest one in that room shouldn't be in that room no more
I'm the shit you found on reddit while you browsing high
Tryna make my instagram look like a f*cking travel guide
Visit every city on the map while I'm allowed alive
Get loud at night
No photos, my demons are awful camera shy
Can't fly with eagles, sleep with pigeons
Messing with a hero but I chief with the villains
We finna flip it
Beats, finna kill 'em
From Belize to the deep Philippines we gon' get it
We gon' eat in a minute
Every body on the god damn team really did it
No sleep for the kid
Shit I'll sleep when I'm six feet deep
'Till then, man, the dreams what I'm living

You ain't gotta go home but you can't stay here
This the after hours jam, ain't no randoms in here
Oh dear, oh dear, I been there before
You try to sneak in through that side door
And if there's one thing that I know
It's that I know how to have a good time fo sho'
Get my back off the wall
Cigarettes and alcohol
Posted at this after hours
Yelling out I have it all

Every problem is what always keep me honest and progressin'
Often keep it to myself until I understand the lesson
Don't know exactly what this life will bring but I'll think against the odds
Like slots, even when I'm in regression
I'm - better than whatever that I thought I could
Elevatin' everyday outta rut
Tryna renovate myself in search for brighter health
I just - fight and grind for that life that's good
Tryna look higher up
Every time I take a step I take sec to catch my breath
And appreciate the days that I been given on this Earth
Only livin' if I'm driven and I been that since birth
My dad taught me to trust my gut and show the world what I am worth
Now I work in different countries spreading love and selling merch
And everything I do for the family
The man in me'll stand like a canopy
No words, no man ever damage me
I'm standin' free and branch for the family tree
Handle these bills, whenever it's real
I'm showin' the skills, they catchin' a feel
Nobody ever been tellin' me nothing
I'm runnin' the business and livin' it here
Yeah

You ain't gotta go home but you can't stay here
This the after hours jam, ain't no randoms in here
Oh dear, oh dear, I been there before
You try to sneak in through that side door
And if there's one thing that I know
It's that I know how to have a good time fo sho'
Get my back off the wall
Cigarettes and alcohol
Posted at this after hours
Yelling out I have it all

See all of my friends are real losers
All of my friends are real boozers
All of my friends are real loners
All of my friends are real stoners
So please don't condemn us or stone us
But if we are really loners then how can we ever be friends
Misery seems to love company
But is the company we keep just a means to an end?
I do not want this to end
I'm traveling end to end with all my friends from the ends
'Up' is where we always end
But 'stuck' is never a dead end
So
We keep on banging, we keep on mobbing
We keep on knocking till they let us in
If they do not lettuce like anti-vegan
Then they can never sweat us like a cardigan when we blow
Show after show
Have to show y'all why I deserve to be at the show so I show out
Everything's a f*cking go when I go out
Repping nothing but the "GO" when I go out
Hardly home, always repping
Two left feet but I'm always stepping
Into a big pair of shoes
I'm always hoping for the win but I'm prepared to lose
Like it's big weight on my shoulder
Stuck between wall and a boulder
Pllus now our young days are over and we are now getting way older
We'll never be great's what they told us
But f*ck it, they scared of we
We are not here for your charity
I'm with Myer, providing some clarity
Wow go and share it, please!

Yeah
It's that 3 am Montreal shit
Ou that ain't right

Yeah
You ain't gotta go home but you can't stay here, girl
I'd rather party all alone than to party in here, girl
I know you don't
I know you don't
I know you don't really understand
I took my cape to the laundromat
Never ever ever ever got it back
I ain't yo hero
I ain't yo hero, girl, no - oh
I'd rather chill by myself
Than to be on the motherf*cking top shelf
Yeah, Yeah

Yo this shits crazy
Man, I'm going to bed
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Writer: Daunte Graham, Myer Hyman-Lord, Taylor Zank
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