Simply Finesse - No Days Off 2

Shawty playing games like a referee
I been working everyday don't get no rest or sleep
Got a lot up on my plate but not enough to eat
But if you looking for the sauce I got the recipe

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I've been balling like the Miami Heat
My little brother bump my music, he admiring me
I know he'll follow in the steps left behind by my feet
I seen a lotta locked doors, I got my eye on the keys

Shawty why you text my phone if you tired of me
I ain't sending a reply, it ain't required
I don't got time to meet I just got time for me
And imma keep on grinding till I got the title to beat

Aint nothin you can offer me that I can't get from myself
Been rapping gifts like an elf
I put a plaque on the shelf
And I left you to yourself
And fell in love with myself
Then I acquired the wealth
To never need no one else

I'm too beasty
That's why you need me
I know you still wonder me no Stevie
But I'm steezy
I'm too speedy
I put some water on my neck like Fiji

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Rest assured that you not in my head
When I'm going to bed
I got my mind on the bread
I'd rather chase that instead
Of all the things that you said
Cause all the things that you gave
Aint better than getting paid

Uh, bought time I got priorities straight
Swear that just lifted a weight
And now I'm feeling too great

I'm unstoppable
And you droppable
Me tripping over you is not possible

I'm phenomenal
And you a obstacle
That's why it all fell down like dominoes

So take a slice of the pie
And I'll let you wonder why
I been getting so fly
It's cause I'm touching the sky

I'm skywalking, stepping over clouds
Big drip, I ain't ever gone drown
Red-nosed, I done seen some clowns
So glad that I dropped you now

I'm skywalking, stepping over clouds
Big drip, I ain't ever gone drown
Red-nosed, I done seen some clowns
So glad that I dropped you now

And now I'm back in my bag
Only thing I'm worried bout is filling bags up with cash
And when I hop up in the coupe you in the back of a cab
Jus went shopping at Saks, now I got Louis the tags

Shawty playing games like a referee
I been working everyday don't get no rest or sleep
Got a lot up on my plate but not enough to eat
But if you looking for the sauce I got the recipe

Check it

I've been balling like the Miami Heat
My little brother bump my music, he admiring me
I know he'll follow in the steps left behind by my feet
I seen a lotta locked doors, I got my eye on the keys

Written by:
Travis Francis Jr

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