Left Early - Kid Quill, Sammy Adams

Okay, God brought me here on a Sunday

I went straight to work on a Monday

I took a half day on Tuesday

So I stayed late on Wednesday

I went the whole day on Thursday

Did the same thing on Friday

But fuck that I did it my way and left early

Yeah this right here the weekend

And when the week ends

I take a time out, take a sec and begin

And I know that everybody just got they own theme song

But this one the one that I’ma lean on

This weekend, this weekend like yeah

I feel too good to stay home

A couple new numbers in my phone

And e’rytime I drink I feel like I’m Ne-Yo

'Cause I hate every love song on the radio

Okay, this shit for my off day

Give a fuck about what my boss say

Got a couple homies with me always

The same ones from the hallways

The same me you see at night time is the same me you see in broad day

Yeah, I grew up right there on broadway

Come find me, hold up

And I might, I might let my shoulder lean like I’m Young Dro (Young Dro)

I came to make friends not to seem so dumb

Hit me with that busy shit you gettin' too close

Rule numero uno

Now I’ma throw a party in the front yard

Streets full of parked cars

Neighbors gotta deal with it

Can’t nobody stop ours

If they call the squad cars

Move it to the back yard

That’s what the fuck I’m callin' a remix, let’s do it

Okay, God brought me here on a Sunday

I went straight to work on a Monday

I took a half day on Tuesday

So I stayed late on Wednesday

I went the whole day on Thursday

Did the same thing on Friday

But fuck that I did it my way and left early

Yeah this right here the weekend

And when the week ends

I take a time out, take a sec and begin

And I know that everybody just got they own theme song

But this one the one that I’ma lean on

This weekend, this weekend like yeah

I woke up Sunday so you know I had to go flex (flex)

Never thought 'bout 20 on a Rolex

I ain’t ever sleep or catch a case of the Mondays

Wishin' you and me, just keep on prayin' baby one day

Tuesday got it lit

Wednesday I was here

Thursday I was shootin' right 'til Friday 'cause we never miss

Writin' while I sip

Hit up Quill

Warn him 'bout the clowns

Just like colley birds

Finally these herbs come around, yeah

We’re really too busy to give a fuck

You will never see me givin' up

Saturday I ain’t got weekends

Sunday I’m workin' 'n beastin'

Momma still tells me I need to rest

Father so proud when he sees the checks

See me on sights and they never guess

Come for you Quill like I’m playin' chess

Oh yeah, haters it was nice to know ya

Takin' off got things in store, yeah

But leave if you ain’t heard me over time over sign, yes and never leave

Okay, God brought me here on a Sunday

I went straight to work on a Monday

I took a half day on Tuesday

So I stayed late on Wednesday

I went the whole day on Thursday

Did the same thing on Friday

But fuck that I did it my way and left early

Yeah this right here the weekend

And when the week ends

I take a time out, take a second beat and

And I know that everybody just got they own theme song

But this one the one that I’ma lean on

This weekend, this weekend like yeah

And I ain’t goin' into work unless they pay me what I’m worth, yeah (hold up,

yeah)

Nah I ain’t goin' into work unless they pay me what I’m worth, yeah yeah (hold

up)

Nah I ain’t goin' into

Nah I ain’t goin' into

Nah I ain’t goin' into

Nah I ain’t goin' into

Nah I ain’t goin' into work unless they pay a mother fucker, yeah yeah