When the Week Ends Video (MV)

Let the music take away my words
Let the music take away my verbs
I'll let it all out through the power of rhyme at times
All i wanna do is slow down the time and rewind to find the
Time where i'm fine in
This mind of mine i can't hide in
My thoughts are a lake and i'm drowning
Always found in
A place where i'm counting stars
I've been having trouble sleeping
Haunted by these demons
I'm up every night
Stressing through the day
Don't know what else to say
Getting lost inside a maze
Guess i'm caught up in life
And damn
That's real aye
All the emotions i feel aye
Wanna chillax and go to rio
But inside of my heart i been feeling pretty frío (god damn)
Now, this won't get any worse
Waiting for the weekend to let me reverse
Go back to a time when i'm on top of the verse
But now i'm stuck on every line trynna jot up a curse
And damn
I just gotta relax
Forget bout using drugs don't get caught up in that
Deal with this my way and i'll get right back on track
I been going through a lot but i know i've got my back

But I'll be good by the weekend
I'll be good by the weekend
Everything good by the weekend
Everything will be good by the weekend
We going out tonight, yeah we going out tonight, like f*ck it
We going out tonight, yeah we going out tonight, f*ck it
We going out tonight, yeah we going out tonight, it's the weekend
We going out tonight, yeah we going out tonight, it's the weekend

And i been thinking about lot
Trynna cover up all my thoughts
And nobody wanna ask me if i'm okay or if i'm not
Nobody wanna help i'm lost
And i been thinking like i thought i lost
So i guess that i just lost a lot
Wow, there's so much in my brain
Nothing in my life that can help me maintain
My sanity is lost i think im going insane
Wanna put a bullet to my brain to end all the pain like bang
Guess i'm going insane
Trynna leave but im coming back like a boomerang
Trynna be the man while i'm coming up on the fame
But everybody's falling out, saying i'm not the same yeah
So then tell me the truth
I'm shooting for the stars but i'm under a roof
And if god is really real then ima need me some proof
'Cause everything is going wrong and i don't know what to do
Somebody gimme a map
Fake friends are only strong when you show them your back
4th down on the field and we ain't punting it back
'Cause ain't nobody wanna see me running it back
And we ain't living a lie
And we ain't living to die
But everybody's getting jealous when they realize that i'm living in mine

But I'll be good by the weekend
I'll be good by the weekend
Everything good by the weekend
Everything will be good by the weekend
We going out tonight, yeah we going out tonight, like f*ck it
We going out tonight, yeah we going out tonight, f*ck it
We going out tonight, yeah we going out tonight, it's the weekend
We going out tonight, yeah we going out tonight, it's the weekend