Lazy Daze (feat. Robert Glasper)

Get up-

Get up-

What time it is? ooh, mmm

Shit, woah

Get up-

Most days I wanna lay, I wanna lay, I wanna lay on the sofa

(Most days I wanna lay, I wanna lay, lay on the sofa, ****)

Most days I wanna lay, I wanna lay, I wanna lay on the sofa

There's such a thin line between

Finding yourself and being in between dreams (dreams, dreams)

There's a little bit of faith, I know

Little bitty seed of mustard grow

In my skull

The ways, the ways

The ways I learned to grow (to grow, to grow)

If there is no limit to what I can do, I'll be

I just gotta be told (be told), but don't tell me shit

Most days I wanna lay, I wanna lay, I wanna lay on the sofa

(Most days I wanna lay, I wanna, uh, lay on the sofa, ****)

Most days I wanna lay, I wanna lay, I wanna lay on the sofa

(Most days I wanna, uh, I wanna, uh, lay on the sofa, ****)

I'm on a lonely highway, on the freeway

In a green car, going real far

Finna slow down at station nearby, I need energy

Nothing fuels me or fills me anymore

I'm watching TV, I'm eating, scrolling

Obsessing, chilling, chicken

Fucking, writing, sleeping, giving fucks for no reason

Like spaced out, changing seasons

Most meetings are not for greetings

Season forgiving a reason for living

I seem to remember the lessons I learn, the things I remember

The **** I curved, man

I remember when I used to hang with my sister

All my kid sis at jazz lane, the pass lane

The time fly by, by, by, it don't last

Bitch, I tried to remake my last

But everybody looking for what the fuck is next

What the fuck is next? What the fuck is next?

What the fuck is next? What the fuck is next?

Most days I wanna lay, I wanna lay, I wanna lay on the sofa

Most days I wanna lay, I wanna lay, I wanna lay on the sofa

Most days I wanna, uh, I wanna what? I wanna, on the sofa

Most days I wanna lay, I wanna lay, I wanna lay on the sofa

I spent my 20s looking for myself in poems and ****

In deep quotes and compliments and good pictures

Every morning I wake up, I count to twenty

I wanna lay longer, my bed soft and my pillow perfect

Plus I'm exhausted

I think it's because I've been running in my head

I'm still searching for purpose

In that dream I had last night

I was running from a fruit fly

Something so small had me going

Maybe that's why the little things bother me

Pulling my raincoat, mess with my rainbow

Boy, you really gonna allow such small things to mess with you?

Fuck with you?

Obama say, "What it do?"

Trump say, "This will do, this will do, this will do, this will do" (this will do, this will do, this will do)

Get up-

Now most days

(Tank, you talk to mama?)

Wanna lay

I wanna lay on the sofa, I wanna lay on the sofa, oh yeah

I wanna lay on the sofa, I wanna lay on the sofa, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah

I wanna lay on the sofa, I wanna lay on the sofa, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah

I wanna lay on the sofa, I wanna lay on the sofa, ayy, ayy, yeah

I wanna lay on the, I wanna lay on the sofa

I wanna lay on the, I wanna lay on your sofa

(Stupid, hahaha)

You're moving way too fast, you need to slow down

You're moving way too fast, you need to slow down

You're moving way too fast, you need to slow down

Slow down

You're moving way too fast, you need to slow down

You need to slow down

You're moving way too fast, you need to slow down

But first you gotta get up (that's first)