Best Kept Secret - Monday Morning lyrics
[Verse: College Smart] I'm sick of feeling depressed, from all these long weekends My life's a f**ing mess, and can't nobody clean it That would be too easy, all the money I'm reaping Devil must be teasing, find it harder to keep it Keep on adding bills, catch up on 'em one day Beyond my means still, and they wonder why I'm frustrated I like my job but this office space is mundane And everyone around me has got a case of the Mondays My mom went and told her family I've been working hard They're having a party and they insist I be a part Heard they wanna bring me to church to show me off Well where the f** were y'all when I was being criminally charged? Judges bend the rules, see my suit and get confused Tell me this the last time, pay the fine to pay my dues More court costs, is anybody keeping tally? At this point, why do they feel the need to tax me? Take my salary, pull me over and cite me Asking about my record, I know he wanna indict me Same cop I saw, always scheming at the bar With them under age girls, buy em drinks and cart ‘em off Yo, where's your wife dawg? He must be mad when he see me laugh it off like I do Yo, where's your life dawg? I should be glad I ain't a hatin' motherf**er like you ‘Cause between me and you, you're just another dude Who wasn't supposed to shoot, but knew he could bend the rules It was too easy… And I'm another voice of reason, for those who couldn't breathe To see arrests of on peers, like a breath of fresh air Like we got a billion people marching to the bench without fear And for the rest of the year, may all the stress disappear And f** a rapper who be talking about it just get theirs See everybody keep it real, if you believe what's in their songs But only one can't be the realest, so who the f** are y'all? Wonder if y'all want me to be like Drizzy or Kendrick But I'm happy being me, and believe me I'm far from finished I've been working so hard, I know that I'ma get it Ain't nobody paid for sh**, I handle my own expenses To those who try to humble me, trust me, I been trying Maybe I'm too immature, I need a little time But my father taught me honesty, I say what's on my mind So if I ever say I ain't the best I'll feel I be lying So shout out to my dudes, the few left on my team My clique is getting smaller but our future's looking green And to all of those on iTunes who don't want it for free Thank you for your dollar towards my million dollar dream I gave up with my exes to settle down for y'all The only people I know who still love me for my faults My last mixtape was just some convoluted thoughts If I offended anybody, take it with a grain of salt To all my newly singles, trust I know it's hard This music that I make is how I deal with all my scars It's hard to keep it real when you're feeling torn apart So this right here is my salute to all the broken hearts Salute, keep your head up and grind with me There's a reason I been telling y'all it's ride or die with me