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When you step into the monday
Monday is always battlefield
Stay the hero dont be coward
Guns will bloom, if you will sing

Monday at eight am
Absent minded, self absorbed
I'm telling time to stop but it won't

I turn myself off and on again
Still the same, I wanna scream

one a bit a style

So now we know we can
Take it to the weekend
Take it through to Monday 
Fuck around on Sunday

This is how it goes
When you just

you’ve won at poker on game night
When Monday comes good people don’t seem right
To you
For all
The good work you’ve done
You seem to want
Nothing
Of it,

to let go let's be honest
I'm taking my time with you girl I promise
Sunday funday
Midday blues on a Monday
Late night Tuesdays
Running on my mind like

Monday
To Saturday ay
Open bottles smoking weed
Whip looking white
Fresh imma ice berg
Girl give Brian in da back
I’m super nerd
Don’t care whatjo hear
We

cleansing free Mondays
I refuse to swallow hope and succumb quietly
I know the whole truth, I'll find it and tell you
If I should die tonight well so be it,

a hike
Cause on a night like this.. let it rip, don't talk, just let mama rock

SOLO

Bridge:
Monday's coming soon and then it's back to work 
Pissing

speed
On the motherfuckin highway
Walked up in Christian Dior
I'ma have it my way
Poppin pills on a Monday
And I Tup like it's Friday
Have my niggas

coming soon, this isn't gonna last
Gonna put on my dancing shoes, I'm gonna go all out
Monday's coming, but who really gives a damn
All I know is that

Take a ride to my Monday's truck
I will show you my heart (can you be my girlfriend?) 
Let me show you my candylight
I love you a billion trillion

dat fame jus right now
I been poppin bottles lonely but I aint now
But I do know one thing tho,
Homies they come and go,
Saturday through Sunday Monday

듯해 
그게 뭐 대단한데
Monday Tuesday 시간만 흘러간데 
그건 아닌 거 같아

돌아가 볼까나 Have a goodtime 
해질녘 펼쳐진 희망의 품으로
I wish a Sweet life 꿈꾸던 노래 
찾았던 무지개 난 기억할게 내가 숨 쉬던 
Wish

100's
Up in this drum it's a 100
Swear I'm so guaranteed money
I trap out the bricks for the money
I fuck on yo bitch for the money
I grind monday thru

Wake up Monday morning in a haze of regret 
Coffee in my hand when I notice that you had sent 
51 drunk texts 
Haven't even spoken in a couple

pineapples
I'm up in the kitchen, she lick on my apples 
Every Sunday, I pray at chapel 
On Monday's
I feel like El Chapo 
Aye
I know I'm the don
Sipping

know how it feels when it All Falls in see
Sunday cried to the Lord Monday I lost my job 
Tuesday my blessing went to heaven I still don't know what went

I look like it's the first Monday of May everyday but now the gatekeepers are dying 
And everyone can create 
My oh my, what a time to be alive, we're

I Can do whatever I want
I Can do whatever I want
I Can do whatever I want

BirthDay,  Planes
Ella, Noche
Monday, PM
Pero no me contestas el maldito

Monday
Feeling crazy thinking of the words to say to you
Tuesday
It's amazing all the things I'm putting myself through
Wednesday
Wrote a letter

load the rack, gotta make it look fat
Crowds goin crazy, far from the weekend
Monday's chillin at home so no friends
Tuesday's super mall got money

and my guys and my babe
Everyday everyday we they Jaiye
Monday to Friday
Everyday we they jaiyeee
Me and my guys and my babe
Everyday everyday we they

know nothing bout this
Mmm mmm I ain't Usher Raymond but I move mountains
This is everyday yeah
I get paid every different way yeah
Monday Tuesday

That Monday's pain keeps coming back
My heart kept beating every wall
Drunk in pain you brought about
Just wanted to give out
Did you mean it?
You said