Happy Hour

from You Were Here The Whole Time by Bert G

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lyrics

Hook
There's not alot of happy at this Happy Hour
There's not alot of happy at this Happy Hour
There's not alot of happy at this Happy Hour
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Verse 1
I know I'm still at teacher but don't call me that
please dont try to style me in no eddiebaour
and don't tell me that you grinding like me
off to Long Island after this
you grab long island ice teas
Im writing raps till these rappers start sounding like me
And everybody’s fake smiling high key
Don’t talk about that podcast you coulda started
But your boss is outta pocket got you working two roles
In many ways I’m I'm in the very same predicament
Album on delay I gotta set some new goals
If I could find time the id be the one you idolized
But I’m stuck at happy hour where my talent dies

Verse 2
Whole entire staff ordered 11 shots
And I partake and I don’t even care for lemon drops
Prolly need to pump the breaks I think I said a lot
Let’s take another shot why not
I know your side project bout to pop pop pop
Text message like where@ you at dot dot dot
Been saying Ima leave here close a tab for half an hour
For so long last calls in half an hour
Don’t tell ‘em the chances
Don’t give the facts
Don’t tell me how Drake left wheelchair jimmy to rap
That’s His story not mine
Was off to write my story , now she's pouring that wine
I was about to head home so I can rise grind
But she started leaning on me like italicized
If I could find the time
I’d be the one you idolize
But I stay at happy hour where my talent dies

There's not a lot of happy at this Happy Hour
There's not a lot of happy at this Happy Hour
Nobody's really happy at this Happy Hour
Just Hennessey, Patron, Amaretto Sour