Mondays

Noses red, pockets blue
Its raining on a Monday too
I just came back from California
Diesel, yeah, Liza Minnelli, racy
Straight up, you should never leave your girl in Bali
She might like it too much and never come back, help me
If that happens then whos gonna supply you with stokeys
To any friends you share a deck of cigarettes with
Nobody say when you went for your happiness, girl
But you cant really blame them
Theyll never see through your eyes
Theyll never feel how you feel
Theyll never know what youve been through

Cause now I got no money to spend, no job, no job
Hit up the family friend, one love, one love
Its cool you followed a trend, my God, my God
I might just say to pretend
Watch stars and stay up til its past 12

Think about days that we all know the same
When your mums on your back and a girl in your brain
With the time that we lost and the money that we gain
When the buses stop and it rain and it rain
When we were all lost we found Mary Jane
When having fun at all costs didnt cost a thing

Now Im caught between my Monday blues and weekend highs
Missing out and cutting ties
Mad Monday to grind a snooze
Money made in time, we lose
Weekdays when we grind and weekends when we cruise
Steady making rules, yes I pay my dues, dues

For broken hearts to be here
Broke to kissing girls and getting dough
From buying clothes and smoking dro
Summer suns and winter blows
Andeyeing signs to know whats low
Stressing out, it goes, it goes
As we grow we know we glow
Hope we flip defeat, you flow
And my years, tears and fears show up to be something great
Always kill time but I am forever late
I never tate above the hate
Showing love til we are reaching heavens gate
Are reaching heavens gate

Sometimes I wish I came for your escape plan
Run away from the pain, trap it straight man
I been blowing up for days on the same strand
Was riding on these waves like a baby name
In my waste land
Dont wanna be a waste man
Dont wanna be a waste man, no