WHAT’S THE OCCASION?

Lyrics

[Chorus: Joba] A million little pieces All add up to nothin' lately Swim within my bedsheets It's somethin' like a celebration What's the occasion? What's the occasion? [Verse 1: Matt Champion] I know my sweat like cologne; see, this house ain't like home If I could swallow my pride, would you admit when you wrong? I know it's easy to just skip it, flippin' out, and you gone Maybe I wouldn't be so testy when you came for my glow Got dinner on the kitchen table, make sure everyone know I made my Sunday mornings feel like Friday nights I feel like Boobie Miles under these Friday lights Ready to pounce on any pussy-ass bitch come for my life (Pussy ass bitch) I'm tired of validation I'm tired of wonderin' what the fuck I gotta do to save ya You been in this shit for years, I can't be your savior Had a speech with Satan; on my knees, I'm prayin' Everything I say breakin' into— [Chorus: Joba] A million little pieces All add up to nothin' lately Swim within my bedsheets It's somethin' like a celebration What's the occasion? What's the occasion? [Verse 2: Joba] I stay runnin' from somethin' I can't see True colors blinding, fuck away from me Gunnin' for somethin' I don't need I lead two lives, find me Who's to blame? Who's to say I leave? Forced to change, forced to face my seed Break a bit, breakin' in, timely Good on my own (But I been feelin' alone) I gotta go, don't ask why Watch the dominoes and the time fly Either way, it goes, scribble out of line Get the picture? Different from when I met you [Chorus: Joba] A million little pieces All add up to nothin' lately Swim within my bedsheets It's somethin' like a celebration What's the occasion? What's the occasion? [Bridge: Joba] What's the occasion? What's the occasion? [Chorus: Joba] A million little pieces All add up to nothin' lately Swim within my bedsheets It's somethin' like a celebration (Pussy ass bitch) What's the occasion? What's the occasion?