(Intro Skit)

Ah what time is it man Man I need a vacation straight up Gotta go again? Aight One more day manIts almost the weekend fam Just gotta stick it out know what I’m saying

[Hook]

Feel like I can’t leave like I want to Be free like I want to/

Go to places I want to be like I want to/

Leave like I want to Be free like I want to/

Go to place I want to be like I want to/

[Verse 1]

Feel like I can’t leave like I want to be free like I want to/

go to places I want to be like I want to/

should be over some seas looking at coconut trees/

should be out on the water kissing on somebody daughter/

except I aint rich enough to vacay/

so I’m online looking for deals every payday/

maybe out in Vegas maybe Puerto Rico/

maybe I should even pray to God and ask if he know/

why I’m in these dress pants wishing for some street clothes/

why my dreams take a detour like the street closed/

And I just want the stress to go away/

maybe lay down and not feel my chest for a day/

just breath at ease at least receive my Z’s in peace/

believe I’m easily perceived as he achieves/

but I aint made it to my goals yet/

even if you see me dressed up fly as a gold Jet/

I can’t leave

[Hook] 2x’s

[Verse 2]

I might be trapped in this place like a rat in its maze/

even if I leave somehow I come back to this place/

say I act like I’m dazed you can see it in my face/

maybe catch it in my eyes that I’m feeling out of place/

like I’m filling up a space/

plus I’m stuck in my chair like I’m glued to my seat/

why the fuck am I here/

why the hell don’t I go how bad could it be/

maybe I should just run until I can’t feel my feet and just leave/

I apologize let me finish/

this will take your breath away like the end of sentence/

when you spit like all you do is visit the dentist/

niggas want red dots on your face like you Denis The Menace/

but I aint got time to have enemies/

while I’m trying to make my paper long like a centipede/

trying to fight em off I aint even got the energy/

so I’mma take a couple brother with me like a Kennedy

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Maybe soon I can get away soon I can get a day/

beach side in Cancun maybe early May/

Bypass now try to see myself in Benz’s/

coupes with my friends as focused as my lenses/

Popping all bottles going shopping all models/

can’t even drive a stick still toggling the throttle/

still Flying down the lane no roof in the rain/

til I wake up in my sleep still deep in the pain

[Hook]