Kendall Elijah - FRIDAY (After Work) lyrics

I told her I don't wanna die Just living it ain't my earl grey Cause' we living off some paper like its 3rd grade Money hand hidden like Bonaparte I sleep dawn to dark Just so i can skip my lines i know my part Dick my paintbrush yelling "fu*k THIS ART" Life's a sport I'm in the bleachers like "tell me when the game's supposed to start" I had a dream and it differed Whose fault? It's k**ing me! Said the man in the mirror as he wrote responsibility Aye I ain't married, love can vary This an honest age I swept in carriage, couple karots Boy was green as sage It's quite apparent broken parents Make a lot of rage It's bottled up, pressure points'll reach and blow away And that's the whale in the room No longer elephants I fish for hope Swallow pride like pelicans Look, nobody matters, layman's terms you're irrelevant So share your plate the next man's stomach dwelling thin Look, what's peace when there's plates bread less? Climb a crane, Ichabod Til you feel headless And I can leave the world alone But my mama said a had a star So I threw it towards the north And hope you Follow through the dark