Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lazy Daze, artist - Tank and the Bangas. Date of issue: 02.05.2019
Song language: English
Lazy Daze |
| Get up |
| Get up |
| What time it is? |
| Shit |
| Get up |
| Most days I wanna lay, I wanna lay, I wanna lay on the sofa |
| (Most days I wanna lay, I wanna lay, lay on the sofa, nigga) |
| Most days I wanna lay, I wanna lay, I wanna lay on the sofa |
| There’s such a thin line between |
| Finding yourself and being in between dreams |
| There’s a little bit of faith, I know |
| Little bitty seed of mustard grow |
| In my skull |
| The ways, the ways |
| The ways I learned to grow (To grow, to grow) |
| If there is no limit to what I can do, I’ll be |
| I just gotta be told (Be told), but don’t tell me shit |
| Most days I wanna lay, I wanna lay, I wanna lay on the sofa |
| (Most days I wanna lay, I wanna, uh, lay on the sofa, nigga) |
| Most days I wanna lay, I wanna lay, I wanna lay on the sofa |
| (Most days I wanna, uh, I wanna, uh, lay on the sofa, nigga) |
| I’m on a lonely highway, on the freeway |
| In a green car, going real far |
| Finna slow down at station nearby, I need energy |
| Nothing fuels me or fills me anymore |
| I’m watching TV, I’m eating, scrolling |
| Obsessing, chilling, chicken |
| Fucking, writing, sleeping, giving fucks for no reason |
| Like spaced out, changing seasons |
| Most meetings are not for greetings |
| Season forgiving a reason for living |
| I seem to remember the lessons I learn, the things I remember |
| The niggas I curved, man |
| I remember when I used to hang with my sister |
| All my kid sis at jazz lane, the pass lane |
| The time fly by, by, by, it don’t last |
| Bitch, I tried to remake my last |
| But everybody looking for what the fuck is next |
| What the fuck is next? |
| What the fuck is next? |
| What the fuck is next? |
| What the fuck is next? |
| Most days I wanna lay, I wanna lay, I wanna lay on the sofa |
| Most days I wanna lay, I wanna lay, I wanna lay on the sofa |
| Most days I wanna, uh, I wanna what? |
| I wanna, on the sofa |
| Most days I wanna lay, I wanna lay, I wanna lay on the sofa |
| I spent my 20s looking for myself in poems and niggas |
| In deep quotes and compliments and good pictures |
| Every morning I wake up, I count to twenty |
| I wanna lay longer, my bed soft and my pillow perfect |
| Plus I’m exhausted |
| I think it’s because I’ve been running in my head |
| I’m still searching for purpose |
| In that dream I had last night |
| I was running from a fruit fly |
| Something so small had me going |
| Maybe that’s why the little things bother me |
| Pulling my raincoat, mess with my rainbow |
| Boy, you really gonna allow such small things to mess with you? |
| Fuck with you? |
| Obama say, «What it do?» |
| Trump say, «This will do, this will do, this will do, this will do» |
| Get up |
| Now most days |
| (Tank, you talk to mama?) |
| Wanna lay |
| I wanna lay on the sofa, I wanna lay on the sofa, oh yeah |
| I wanna lay on the sofa, I wanna lay on the sofa, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah |
| I wanna lay on the sofa, I wanna lay on the sofa, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah |
| I wanna lay on the sofa, I wanna lay on the sofa, ayy, ayy, yeah |
| I wanna lay on the, I wanna lay on the sofa |
| I wanna lay on the, I wanna lay on your sofa |
| (Stupid, hahaha) |
| You’re moving way too fast, you need to slow down |
| You’re moving way too fast, you need to slow down |
| You’re moving way too fast, you need to slow down |
| Slow down |
| You’re moving way too fast, you need to slow down |
| You need to slow down |
| You’re moving way too fast, you need to slow down |
| But first you gotta get up (That's first) |