Sweatshop Union - Day Off lyrics

(Verse) Yea, it’s gettin late in the day I’m at the breakfast spot chillin eatin bacon and eggs Drinkin bottomless coffees until I shake in the legs Sit here and gaze in the space, just barely stayin awake Got a plate full of hash browns, just smoke some hash How the hell am I supposed to finish any minute I could pa** out? Damn, tryna see through the haze I’ll have another couple cups to get rejuvenated pay the waitress, go home and smoke weed You can say it’s pretty much my only plan that proceed through the day within I’m stickin to it So yall can leave me alone With your schedules and leave yo message after the tone Be relaxin at home, probly won’t answer the phone Don’t take it personal, I’m workin through a half of that homegrown sponsored links So zoned out that I barely know my own name And this is how I plan to spend my whole day (Hook) It’s my day off and I ain’t got sh** to do Come kick back, relax, smoke a spliff or two Listen to some music and sip some brews with the crew If you feel me let yo systems boom Now I got nothing to say but f** it, it’s great, let’s kick it back and bustin an eighth of the we rollin it all, puff and pa** it over to yall Then you can pa** it back to me or we can smoke til we fall (Verse) Woke up alone, quarter to 7 o’clock I’m not sure, but I think my door is getting a knock And that’s odd, most of the time it’s quiet as hell Open up the door, see what they’re tryin to sell Might as well, it’s a Saturday, latter day saints or witnesses, I forget if I even gathered their name Grab the pamphlet, moved on to make a sandwich and Found myself letting out a echo in the damn fridge (echo) Man, this is ghetto as f** Get on to horn like quick so can you lend Mo some bucks but uh I think that well is dry I’m thinkin hell if I ask myself If 25 chances be, I wouldn’t shed a dime And it’s my day off, I’m supposed to be sleepin, right? Wake up it’s noon, do laundry close to the evening But now it’s seven, I’m wide awake Might as well try and make the best of this smoke The best of this weed and just fly away (Hook) It’s my day off and I ain’t got sh** to do Come kick back, relax, smoke a spliff or two Listen to some music and sip some brews with the crew If you feel me let yo systems boom Now I got nothing to say but f** it, it’s great, let’s kick it back and bustin an eighth of the we rollin it all, puff and pa** it over to yall Then you can pa** it back to me or we can smoke til we fall