Bruce Andrew - 7 Days a Week Lyrics

Her love got me tripping
Sometimes I feel i'm slipping
Yeah I remember now, this girl on my mind got me losing it
I swear I just don't know what to do with it
Shit i'm just trying to stay cool with it
But my heart she just want to fool it
Yeah she fool with it
I can't play no games baby why it's like this?
I'm chilling all alone trying to find this chick
And chilling in my zone just plotting to get rich
And ALL THIS SHIT
I ride so smooth that I need to chill
Smoke a joint or pop a pill?
I'm riding down a hill, money on my mind
But it's you i'm trying to find, when i'm coming down
And when i'm coming down, I be coming down
I gots to get it now, i'm running out of time
It's too late, I got to hold it down for my whole town
It's been flooding in my city, watch us come up now
I got

Twenty-four hours three-sixty-five
I got seven days a week to make me feel i'm alive
I got twenty-four hours in one day
I got seven days a week to come up with a way
I got

Fifty-two weeks all in my year
I got one-hundred-sixty-eight hours in a week
I got ninety-three problems and they all up to date
I've been twenty-three too long, twenty-three flavors in my drink
How I be rolling out the driveweay?
Gots to hit the highway
When I hit the highway
Gots to do it my way
Drifting like a road train
Which way do we go mane?
Down South for the chicken mane
Up North for the hoes mane
And this is how it goes mane
We always getting dough
Kicking in the door
Tripping off the flow
And sipping on that syrup
Until it make you burp
And when you hear that chirp
Just let me see you work
We only got

Twenty-four hours three-sixty-five
I got seven days a week to make me feel i'm alive
I got twenty-four hours in one day
I got seven days a week to come up with a way
I got