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wanna say something
I'm with my shooter, you with yo' girlfriend
Can I pick you up? Slide out or something

It was a Monday, nah, it was Friday
Seen you

depressed by this silent horror 
A slaughter for Black Friday 
On Monday money laundry 
Mid - week few bodies in the sea 
By the weekend no one gives a shit

sink her upon it
Earth, quake when she drop it
Her eyes like she vibrant
Like she got a filter
I never snap the bitch, you get the picture
Action Monday

Tuesday I blew some money (One)
Wednesday I patterned up pops 
I'm feeling like I'm blessed by God and mumsy (one)
Shutdown my show on a Thursday

Thoroughly thirsty Thursdays before the fire for Friday 
Every day is my day
My weekends are four days
I pray I get more days
Life live like there's no days

Bitch I'm talking money
Everyday Friday even on Sunday or Monday
Cuh I'm making money
Fuck on Lil honey then pass her to homie we use her for money

like you planned to be 
My weekend you, Monday thru Friday the weekday full 
My fault ain't no cheat day boo 
Imma get us drinks meet me at the DJ booth

fights (boy throw your hands)
I done had some Monday through Friday 10 o'clock weak nights
Peep life
For what it is
Never peep for what it seems like
I've

the drinking and floating, the chronic I'm toking be rippin my throat
I'm picking up speed like a junkie stuffed in my undies Friday to Monday
I run upon

bottle in the bar drink it up
It's like I'm driving sideways on these highways
Go and party on the Monday like its Friday
I don't care what you do I do it

an ad, goddamn

Monday, took a highway
Thought it was a cry day
My way doesn't really matter
I say Friday
Still here on the drive way
Clean chase,

down by the wishing well
(Wishing well, wishing well, wishing well)
Down on little river trail
Where I first start causing hell
Felt like I was locked in

the only eye witness is Mr Magoo
Monday morning to Friday night like a freight train running away with my life
No one ever seems to stop no one gets

Washington to Franklin whether grinding or ganking
Getting money gives a sensation that leaves me captivated
Fascinated by the thought of ballin makes me grind

You're the creature's creator
A real freak of nature
When you puff haze you fight your demons like it's rubbed sage
Then hit the club scene from Friday

love it

From Washington to Franklin whether grinding or ganking
Getting money gives a sensation that leaves me captivated
Fascinated by the thought

Pan-Fried

Kano

Hoodies All Summer

2019

in the east

Champagne haffi pop
On Mondays in case Friday flops
We celebrate life non-stop
Cah we made it off the block
And Bizzle got the Rolls

My Kung Fu

Mr. Scruff

Keep It Solid Steel, Vol. 1

2004

sideways
I rocks my [edited] from here, Mondays, Fridays
Saturdays and I get a weekend off
My [edited] ain't soft
(Well, excuse me, baby)
You paid your dues

back home for buns
With my mum and her mates, watching re-runs

By day I sells draw with my mates you see
But at night I likes to watch romantic comedy
I

summer
I was 15 when I got caught
By a crooked cop, he stole my gwop
He booked me, intent to sell
Next day I'm back up in school like... Hey
It's all good,

things like take a picture by a pram
Then say: "Ha-ha, it's not mine"

On Instagram
You can show the world you're having Sunday with the fam
Or going out

attached by the skin
It stays fresh
Doesn't rot from within
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
6 days a week I eat
Meals that I've prepped

for always riding by 
Shawty blew on me like a Super Nintendo 
Put me in her slot and now she leaning like the limbo 
Had the room rocking like I got

a call on a Monday
Got a call back on a Thursday
Then I went out on that Friday
Look at my neck it's a Ice Age
Happiest when I live my way
It got me cash