HAPPY HOUR (Explicit)-Isaiah Rashad

HAPPY HOUR (Explicit)

歌手:Isaiah Rashad

时间:2026-05-01

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HAPPY HOUR (Explicit) - Isaiah Rashad

Lyrics by:Isiah Rashad McClain/Desmond Sanders/Julian Asuaje

Produced by:D. Sanders/Julian Sintonia

My side giving up on love

I want some more drank

Power lines

Energize on me

I had to sip slow

My side giving up on love

I want some more drank

Pain high

Feeling like same thing

I had to sip slow

I caught ya spending all ya last baby

Prepared for the crash baby

Passed living in the past baby

Stares only at the mask baby

We ran from that

Raw feeling that we shared baby

Stairs led ya to my stash baby

Rare visionary math baby

Now it's only about the cash baby

They found me in the cup baby

It's profit over love baby

Yeah I prolly do the dash baby

Depend on where you at baby

Drop pin it on a map baby

I'm itching for my scratch baby

Might then I could relax

I never could relax baby

I'm scared of going back baby

I'm scheduled for the max baby

Lies trippin' over facts baby

I'm prolly on my drugs baby

It's profit over love baby

It's profit over

My side giving up on love

I want some more drank

Power lines

Energize on me

I had to sip slow

My side giving up on love

I want some more drank

Pain high

Feeling like same thing

I had to sip slow

I try to balance beam

Between this life and racing death and as I gather speed

Looking to my left then to my right I'm almost down the street

I fought so hard then fell so low

To get this far the doctor say that shit been fucking with my heart

But I can't barely sleep

Chasing money love and all of the amphetamines

It's getting spiritual them spirits chasing after me

At night might feel like I ain't worthy of them blessings laid upon me

Got me burning down my house again

Right in the low lights the low life's the pills and junkies

Ain't shit the same been up three days these streets don't form no comfort

Felt like lost and more did I describe a world that made you puzzled?

Heard my mama cry but that was not enough to bring me home

We had matching scars from off the roof just out here having fun

Just imagine that they say you ain't a star until you jump

Like a thousand checks a pound of flesh I'm carving out my lumps

What do I despise more than myself and all that I've become?

Still on

My side giving up on love

I want some more drank

Power lines

Energize on me

I had to sip slow

My side giving up on love

I want some more drank

Pain high

Feeling like same thing

I had to sip slow

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