Human Error - TAKE IT EASY

Will, gimme your fucking album
I need it now

At the hotel
Feeling motel
Treat me like I'm for sale

Had a long night at the hotel
Took the long way home
Since my brodie went to jail
I'm like, what the hell
What happened to 'em man
And I'm glad I didn't take the wrong trail
If you don't spend your bread then that shit'll go stale
Might end up dead if I get derailed
Make music for the small scale
But this a new approach
Pay attention to all details of myself
Found peace in my innermost
Go from pillar to post
A rolling stone, I don't gather no moss
I just tumble through life lost, no control
My chips thrown across the board
Feeling scattered but I stay composed
Big palm, holding on to the overflow
All that stress, had to let go
More calm as I look through my window
I was just poking at the fishbowl

Found out how not to be distant
While still keeping my distance
My plan needed to stiffen
Had to make a revision
I got sent on a mission
I came back with a bag
Got the money like Christians
I came up from the rags
Miss me with the drama today
In the streets thinking about what my momma would say
Lotta people want my love but I don't wanna donate
All alone wanna dodge the inescapable fate, the trauma and grace
Days tryna fill in the grays
Brodie's give me any price because I'm willing to pay
Niggas never break me down because I'm building the clay
Everyday I'm tryna fill up my plate, bitch bitch

That's it baby, just take it easy
That's it baby, just take it easy

At the hotel
Feeling motel
Treat me like I'm for sale
At the hotel
Feeling motel
Treat me like I'm for sale

Written by:
William Langason, Wilson Hunter

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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