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Andrew The Ref Johnson - Two Weeks Lyrics

[Intro: Mouse Powell]
Yeah
Two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
And I might not be around like I used to
But I still be writing these songs

They bumping that new school I mean new new
That new shit I ain't used to
A billion visits on YouTube but I still can't figure out who's who
Who the fuck am I now?
It's hard to figure it out
Used to say if I made it here, I'd figure a way I could make out
Now I say as long as I'm here, might as well try to make it count
I want your respect, I want your love, and I want your money in large amounts

[Verse 1: Mouse Powell]
This the hundredth song that I wrote this year, and I hope to hear that applause
I swear to God when my vocals clear I can take whatever I want
See that opening and I'm going in
And I hope you're here when I'm back
But if you're not just know I tried and I won't be holding you back
Good times, you deserve twice as many as I got in my life
Torn between a decision, a destination and a wife
Hope you're alright
And I hope you're alright
[Bridge: Mouse Powell]
Let's go!
Two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
And I might not be around like I used to
But I still be writing these songs

[Verse 2: Mouse Powell]
I'm shaking it off like an earthquake
Everyday here's my birthday
'Til my phone rings, and I see your name, and I miss home in the worst way
They're bumping uglies no first name
Wasn't thinking bout you 'til the verse came
You all up over my brain
I'm one shot from going insane
So pass the bottle, hope tomorrow we don't remember today
I'm thinking I wanna start over and I'm praying to god you stay

[Verse 3: Mouse Powell]
It's the change, it's the pain
You can't handle staying the same
They build the lane, you break it down, now take a look at what you gained
If a fan remembers my name
They remember the show, they remember the light, they remember my face, they remember the stage, but they don't remember my life
Well then what's gained?
What's gained?
[Outro: Mouse Powell]
Two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
And I might not be around like I used to
But I still be writing these songs
Two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
And I might not be around like I used to
But I still be writing these songs
Two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
And I might not be around like I used to
But I still be writing these songs
Two more weeks and I'm home
Two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
Two more weeks and I'm home