Mayday

Chasing Dreams and Henny Nights: Seyyoh's Mayday Tale
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Lyrics

You could’ve came right back home

You had the option to return home

When I called you, when I called you up

When I tried to contact you

You could’ve came right back home

Similar to line 1, emphasizing the missed opportunity to come back

When I told you, when I told you love

When I expressed my feelings to you

Even though I let you go

Despite letting you go

You still should’ve called my phone

You should have reached out to me

Save me a couple of slices, I like my Henny with ice (yeah, you know how I like it)

Save some of the drink for me, indicating a desire for familiarity and comfort

I been out hustling right, getting that money all night yeah

Been working hard all night to earn money

Somebody tried me today, I let that bitch get away

Someone provoked me, but I chose not to engage

I’m feeling like money today, but that shit won’t happen again

Feeling successful today, but acknowledging it might not last

Can’t be doing the same old, same old things (same old things)

Avoiding repeating the same routine

And be expecting some kind of, kind of change (kind of change)

Expecting change while doing things differently

My mama’s got different, different dreams (for me)

My mother has aspirations for my future that differ from my current path

But Imma keep writing, riding waves (that’s why He made me, that’s why He made me)

Continuing to pursue my passions despite conflicting expectations

You could’ve came right back home

Same as line 1, reiterating the missed opportunity to return home

When I called you, when I called you up

Similar to line 2, another attempt to contact

You could’ve came right back home

Reemphasizing the missed opportunity to come back

When I told you, when I told you love

Similar to line 4, expressing feelings again

Even though I let you go

Despite my decision to let you go

You still should’ve called my phone

Reiterating the expectation for you to reach out

All I need is my pen and some paper

All I require is something to write with and something to write on

Been serving that ice like a waiter

Serving or dealing with ice, possibly referencing drugs, like a server in a restaurant

You know how it is, straight facts now

Asserting the truth of the situation

I bring it so heavy, no light now

Bringing something substantial, not lightweight

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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