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bop alloy - why not (tfwnn) lyrics

[verse 1]
wake up early in the morning bout a quarter to six
beat my alarm by several moments yo i’m yawning & sh-t
finally get up out the bed, trip over my kicks
plus i’m hungover maybe i’m calling in sick
nah, there’s this shorty at the office i’m longing to get
can’t k!ll the party for it’s started by calling it quits
so i hit the shower, then in an hour i’l hop in the whip
first i grab my gear, then the grub and scarf it down quick (ah)
got my tunes, keys, wallet (check)
can’t afford to leave all this
double back if i ain’t got it
then i’d be late into the office
always a little cautious
i ain’t trying to take no losses
brush my t–th after i eat, so my breath don’t smell like sausage (pause)
get in the whip then i’m fixin’ to find something to listen to
preferably something refreshingly dope that’ll fix my mood
play it h-lla loud so the car nearby is sick of you
scroll for a second, there it is, i think this will do!!!

[hook]
it’s the b the o the p the a
double l the o the y (why not!)
(3x)

[verse 2]
sitting at my cubicle
today’s business as usual
like epmd but i’d rather find something new to do
yeah i’m makin’ dollars but my job don’t make sense
blue in the face from this blue collar life i’m chasin’
lookin’ forward to the weekend but the week it just started
gotta find some way
to ease the pain
while i get bombarded
with sh-t that i don’t care about but you know why i came in
to see all her
sweet torture
the antic-p-tion…
makin’ it hard to focus
so i put my earbuds in
in seconds i’m zonin’
ain’t distracted by nothing
my drive’s on a hundred
no longer lethargic
vibe’s chillmatic feelin’ cooler than the artic
the music i am lost in
trapped by the melody
slave to the rhythm, sh-t this good should be a felony
then shorty step to me
like “hey, sorry to bother you
the way you’re nodding i just had to know what you are rocking to”

[hook]

[bridge]
maybe you need a break from life
trying to change your state of mind and escape the fight
or you’re riding on subway late at night
when the vibe’s all wrong, this’ll make it right

[verse 3]
work week’s fini
and this week we got paid
bout to hit the city
with a new friend that i made
haircut’s immaculate courtesy of my barber
i would come with a scabbard if i was any sharper
scoop my dry cleaning and a purple gatorade
hit the crib to get ready then we’ll paint the town red
now i’m headed crosstown
droptop down
stuntin’ in a rental with my music up loud
turn it down a little as she’s coming out her building
d-mn! she’s the brightest star tonight out of billion
open up her door like the gentleman i am
and you already know what’s on the radio fam…

[hook]

[bridge]

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