Will, gimme your fucking album

I need it now

[Chorus]

At the hotel

Feeling motel

Treat me like I'm for sale

[Verse 1: wilson]

Had a long night at the hotel

Took the long way home

Since my brodie went to jail

I'm like, what the hell

What happened to 'em man

And I’m glad I didn’t take the wrong trail

If you don’t spend your bread then that shit’ll go stale

Might end up dead if I get derailed

Make music for the small scale

But this a new approach

Pay attention to all details of myself

Found peace in my innermost

Go from pillar to post

A rolling stone, I don’t gather no moss

I just tumble through life lost, no control

My chips thrown across the board

Feeling scattered but I stay composed

Big palm, holding on to the overflow

All that stress, just had to let go

More calm as I look through my window

I was just poking at the fishbowl

[Verse 2: William]

Found out how not to be distant

While still keeping my distance

My plan needed to stiffen

Had to make a revision

I got sent on a mission

I came back with a bag

Got the money like Christians

I came up from the rags

Miss me with the drama today

In the streets thinking about what my momma would say

Lotta people want my love but I don’t wanna donate

All alone wanna dodge the inescapable fate, the trauma and grace

Days tryna fill in the grays

Brodie’s give me any price because I’m willing to pay

Niggas never break me down because I'm building the clay

Everyday I’m tryna fill up my plate, bitch bitch

[Pre-Chorus]

That's it baby, just take it easy

That's it baby, just take it easy

[Chorus: wilson & William]

At the hotel

Feeling motel

Treat me like I'm for sale

At the hotel

Feeling motel

Treat me like I'm for sale