Nothing Like the Last Time

You know what time it is Watsky, Watsky (Watsky, Watsky) (Watsky) (Hello, hello, hello) Oh-hi, pretty people, have you had enough? (no!) (Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye) One more time, can our family go and fuck it up? (go!) Welcome to the family (goodbye) Welcome to the family (goodbye) Ah-ah, how 'bout we party 'til four Then you get the fuck out the door? (Hey, hey) Can I be happy? Wake up in the morning and my phone grabs me So many people suffering (suffering) But every day I'm hustling (husling) for the bag (the bag) My ID card says I'm from the Bay and I gig so hard (so hard) That my heart falls out my ass But on my face, I wear the mask Can I let my ego shout? You might be surprised how a kid turns out When a crippling terror of rejection gets a redirection Wanna find out? Go and fuck around You still got no understanding of me? You thought I wouldn't stick the landing? Please Just when you realize I'm the fuckin' truth I shut my magician case and then go poof Tried counting 'em up I played a hundred thousand gigs In coffee shops for college kids We rocked eight hundred thousand plus Me and my friends in the bus But there's so many more I'll never count to know the score Let's say nine-hundred-ninety-nine 'Cause that sounds fine I wish I could believe in fate A master plan to set us straight But when you find your life is lacking all design, supply your own I know I'm a jack short of a full flush I got a grand court, they made the song crush So let the world hear it This one is for the people who raised me up There's nothing left we can prove, 'cause- All you can do is- All you can do is- All you can do is-, all you can do is- All you can do is all you can do