Weekend

Am7 C Em G
Am7 C Em

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
                      Am7
I got a little bit of money fillin' 
my pockets
C
Roll around like I run this shit
        Em
I got a system filled up with toxins
                                G
I been broke at heart and I was fuck
 that bitch
Am7
Getting high to deal with my 
problems
C
Fucking bitches and getting drunk as
 shit
Em
But these bitches getting obnoxious

They nothin' to me though I love 
this shit
Am7
Go long days, longer nights
              C
Talk too much, the wrong advice
                          Em
All the lights, and call my life

Doctor, doctor, will you help me
                         G
Keep me healthy, keep it low, this 
where hell be
Am7
Ain't shit you can tell me now
C
Fuck this rap shit, man I'm sellin' 
out
Em
Ooh shit, my new bitch jealous now

Smokin' weed at the crib watching 
Belly now
Am7                               
All the pain that they causin' 
  C
like fuck it we ballin' now 
everythin' straight
Em                         
You feeling the feeling, I'm 
                          G
chilling, just living, I'm living 
away
Am7                       C
Conversations we having, I'm getting
 too static, too much on my plate
Em
Lord I need me a break.

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[Hook: Miguel & Mac Miller]
                    Am7           C
But I be good by the weekend
                Em
I be good by the weekend
G                     Am7        
Everything good by the weekend
    C

Everything will be good by the 
Em
weekend
Am7                               
We going out tonight, yeah we 
  C
going out tonight, like fuck it
Em                                
We going out tonight, yeah we 
               G
going out tonight, fuck it
Am7                               
We going out tonight, yeah we 
  C
going out tonight
Em
We going out tonight, yeah we going 
out tonight

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Am7
I been having trouble sleeping
C
Battling these demons
                     Em
Wondering what's the thing that 
keeps me breathing
                     G
Is it money, fame or neither
Am7
I been thinking about the places 
that I frequent
C
All the people that I see
         Em
I’m just out here livin' decent

What do it mean to be a G
Am7                            
And all the time we fall behind, 
          C
bitches in the concubine, I call her
 mine, crazy
Em
She and God [?] make water wine, 
pause in time
                  G
It's common, they often hate me
Am7                               
Never will I walk in line, I cross
     C
 the T's and dot the I's
               Em
Wondering well, wonderin' how I got 
this high

Fell and asleep and forgot to die, 
god damn
Am7                        
I'm poppin' them downers and 
  C
drinkin' them powders, faded
Em                                
Get it over the counter, I'm stuck
                 G
 on the browsers like how did I make
 it
Am7                               
These bitches don't know me, this 
C
shit is so lonely until she get 
naked
Em
Don't even know what today is

[Hook: Miguel & Mac Miller]
                     Am7          C
But I be good by the weekend
                 Em
I be good by the weekend
G                      Am7       
Everything good by the weekend
     C

Everything will be good by the 
Em
weekend

[Outro: Miguel]
Am7
Mondays I think of you
C
But I ain’t tripping on it
Em
Tuesdays I’m in
              G
Gotta get my hands up on ya
Am7
Wednesdays I live with you
C
You know you're staying over
Em
Thursdays I’m sick of you

I got to get rid of you
      Am7                    C    
Cause Fridays are always the start
                  Em
 of the time of my life, alright
           Am7                    
When I get faded you hate it but, 
C                 Em        
baby, it’s gon be alright, ha, 
   G
alright