52 Weeks

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52 Weeks

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[Intro: Murs] Mursday. I know it's been a minute since y'all heard from us. It's been a minute since we heard from each other. Look... [Chorus 1: Murs] It's been like 52 weeks Late nights with no sleep I know that shit can get deep Just know that I got ya back even if we don't speak [Verse 1: Murs] I've been runnin' 'round that block on that hustle hustle Tryin' to funnel these raindrops into a puddle 'Bout to pour that puddle over to a proper lake Shoulders shake and how much weight can a man take? Real estate lookin' good on the homie, yeah It's hard to keep in touch when he over there I'm in the same lane with my little bro Wishin' I could slow it down and kick it wit' my folks Poke holes in the condom with a bitch named Life Hopin' that I plant a seed and this shit goes right Might not share, but I hear about it But it's all second hand, I feel weird about it Me? I shout my business for the whole world to listen It's therapeutic, plus it's part of my oral tradition Unconditional love is what I'm offering And know that you in my prayers until we talk again [Chorus 2: Mayday] I'm pickin' up where we left off Where we left off I'm pickin' up where we left off Where we left off [Chorus 1: Murs] [Verse 2: Bernz] Pick it up pick it up No matter where we fell out we be good when we get up No matter what we tell 'em we know brothers never front No matter where we met it's been a family ever sunce Ever since, we been kids jumpin' the fence Tryin' to understand the mysteries and elements Before they brought some money and some bitches to the mix I know you probably don't remember all of this but like a heavy southern wind I ain't [?] ya life again, it's like I never left What a strange concept Trekking through the jungle just to make a damn cent And comin' home with nothin' it don't make no damn sense Ooh Lord, I pray you wait 'til I get home From runnin' down the road from people tryin' to buy my soul No matter how I try I know I'll never be here long So I just went ahead and wrote another song [Chorus 2] [Chorus 1] [Verse 3: Wrekonize] And even if I don't reach- out It's still peace- I'll Be down the street and I'll bounce if need be There ain't a measurement of time bigger than bloodlines Bigger than those [?] when we linked up that one time And made a fuckin' classic You know the Saturday You know just what was at stake if they got away They can't decrease some streams, this ain't a matinee I'm proud of every unit we moved, now let's go that-away I got friends from my high school We go a couple months without speakin' sometimes too I often get worried that the time is a factor But when we pick it up it's like we couldn't go backwards We knew all the passwords and read all the chapters And every time we link we like a couple of black birds And birds of a feather flock fresher So when I see you next we'll pick it up where we left it [Chorus 1]

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Credits

Writers
  • Bernz
  • Wrekonize
  • Murs