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all week - rod wave lyrics

[intro]
mama, zachary makin’ beats again
pipe that sh*t up, tnt
d. major, baby
yeah, youngin’
rah

[chorus]
too much on my brain, mane, that pain run deep
i’m on that drank but can’t get no sleep
for 7 days, i’ve been at it all week
chasin’ that chain but my past chasin’ me
don’t book me at no show, can’t bring my glock in this b*tch
dj, stop the beat, who let a opp in this b*tch?
say, who hit the heat? it’s gettin’ hot in this b*tch
i said, who hit the heat? it’s gettin’ hot in this b*tch
glock 21, 30 shots in my sh*t

[verse]
i’m on the highway with maijay, he gon’ bop on some sh*t
n*gga play, he get knocked out his socks in this b*tch, yeah
his name maijay, they call him mj, he trynna dunk on a fella
he keep .23 with him, he screamin’ 23 forever
i told my lady to be patient, i’ma get my sh*t together
on the road doin’ show, we on a whole other level
and we tour bus slidin’, pedal to the metal
starring out the window like i gotta do better
thinking ’bout my kinfolks, wishin’ i can help ’em
but i’m only one man, already too much on my schedule
too much on my schedule, i do what i can do
it be too much on my brain, wish i can live inside the booth
i’m in atlanta with my troops, let’s go in and reck the booth
tone just poured another deuce, i’m moving slowly off the juice
hope i don’t od off the juice, but it is what it is (what up)
thinking ’bout my momma and kids, ain’t life a b*tch? (ain’t life a b*tch?)
i was just bottom*boy surviving, f*cked ’round and got rich
now i got a reason to live
i’m living large, two*car garage with a house on the hill (house on the hill)
i talk to shod, he tell me, “rod, i’ma lay of the pills”
when you come home it gon’ be on, i’ma get you a deal
i promise dawg, it’s only up from here
[chorus]
too much on my brain, mane, that pain run deep
i’m on that drank but can’t get no sleep
for 7 days, i’ve been at it all week (all week)
chasin’ that chain but my past chasin’ me (yeah)
don’t book me at no show, can’t bring my glock in this b*tch
dj, stop the beat, who let a opp in this b*tch? (yeah)
say, who hit the heat? it’s gettin’ hot in this b*tch (it’s gettin’ hot in this b*tch, yeah)
i said, who hit the heat? it’s gettin’ hot in this b*tch (it’s gettin’ hot in this b*tch, yeah)
glock 21, 30 shots in my sh*t (it’s 30 shots in my sh*t, yeah, it’s 30 shots in my sh*t, yeah, grra)

[outro]
yeah
yeah, dawg, ah
yeah, dawg
yeah, dawg
i’m chasin’ money, city*to*city
state*to*state, you know what i’m sayin’?
don’t get this sh*t twisted dude, you feel me?

- rod wave lyrics

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