Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mondays, artist - Rini. Album song Rini, in the genre Соул
Date of issue: 24.05.2017
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Mondays |
Noses red, pockets blue |
It’s 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 who’s 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 can’t really blame them |
They’ll never see through your eyes |
They’ll never feel how you feel |
They’ll never know what you’ve been through |
'Cause now I got no money to spend, no job, no job |
Hit up the family friend, one love, one love |
It’s cool you followed a trend, my God, my God |
I might just say to pretend |
Watch stars and stay up 'til it’s past 12 |
Think about days that we all know the same |
When your mum’s 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 didn’t cost a thing |
Now I’m 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 |
And eyeing signs to know what’s 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 heaven’s gate |
Are reaching heaven’s 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 |
Don’t wanna be a waste man |
Don’t wanna be a waste man, no |