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Almightyhuey - Two Weeks Notice Lyrics

Hold up baby I
Lost it for a minute
I
Just need me a taste
Feels so good when I'm up in it
I
Tried to get away
But it's no good cause I'm committed
Tried to tell myself, you're no good for me, I think I'm finished
Nah
Back to the relapse
You're like my drug baby perhaps
I
Wasn't enough so you free lanced
You stuck to the grain
You can keep that rye
Maybe it just wasn't my time
In this life
I quit, but you gave a fist fight
Tell me all of those nights that I put in work
Held the world so long that my shoulders hurt
I might've loved a few but you was first
You been there since I grew from dirt
Just a little rose from the concrete raised in church
But this boy chose a different verse
And so I conquered
Greed of men and empty pockets
All these Crackas, niggas
Even gossip
Heed your soul, you need to watch it
Grab a rope cause these flows could leave you nauseous
Ooh
Peep this when I speak this you ain't never seen this shit before
Battling seamless reasons for why I need you
Please just let me go
But I know in the night time
That's when I feel you and write rhymes
Sometimes I wish I'd put the mic down
But you tell me that you love me nigga pipe down
God damn
(Hook)

I been smoking
But I'm bout to roll another jay, now
Time is coasting
Still looking for another way out
I been hoping
That people care about what I say
Fuck that 9-5 today
Gotta find another way out
(Repeat)




Ugh
And I was in it for the hoes
But now
Panics setting in
I feel the pressure from my goals
So I
Cope with getting high
Cause ain’t no running from the lows
And I just gotta pray to God that I get lucky on this road
Cause uh
Painting pictures ain’t getting me rich still
I need to get paid for my skills
Paid my dues but rents due and I got bills
Check the news a young nigga killed
Ain’t shit to lose but my life in this
I fight with this, constantly writing shit
Not knowing if I’m right for this
I might admit
I questioned God
Why niggas ain’t psyched for this?
How niggas getting signed for less?
How niggas don’t think I’m the best?
Like I ain’t Nas and I ain’t Meth
Like I ain’t Big and I ain’t Def
Like I ain’t work cause I ain’t slept
In a couple days
Trying to find me a couple ways
To get out
Please don’t follow me on this route
Take your shots but make sure they count
Built these flows to save for a house
Niggas don’t want it but I can give a mother fucker a punch line a hundred times
With a hook, that black eye gets underlined
Fuck a bar, it’s set high, they’re under mine
I did this shit to get us rich
How you get up out with no pot to piss?
Nas been told me that life’s a bitch
In two weeks I’m done, y’all can keep this shit
(Hook)

I been smoking
But I'm bout to roll another jay, now
Time is coasting
Still looking for another way out
I been hoping
That people care about what I say
Fuck that 9-5 today
Gotta find another way out
(Repeat)