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Malz Monday
Malz Monday
Performer
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Jamal Reid
Jamal Reid
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Malz Monday
Malz Monday
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Lyrics

Yeah Uh, look If you don't show love in the public Don't hit me in private 'cause you prolly talkin' about me I'm tired of the fussin' and all of the naggin' I packed up my shit and said, "Shawty, I'm out here" I just need some space, I gotta clear up my mind Because lately my thoughts have been cloudy They say that it's lonely at the top But I'd rather be by myself 'cause the bottom's too crowded You thinkin' you fuckin' with me, man, I doubt it You ain't on my level, please don't get embarrassed I'm goin' up man, just look at the data And I'm 'bout that action, you don't want no static I told the label I won't play the fool I need my forty acres and a mule I need a girl whose brain is bigger than her booty And know how to make 'em play the fool My mom in New York and my dad in Decatur But they done both came from a place in Jamaica I had some niggas I tried to put them on some game But they just wanna smoke and get faded I had a girl and I tried to give her a lil' knowledge But all she wan' do is get naked But soon as you make it, they turn around And say you changed on 'em That's when they started hatin' I'm drinkin', I'm drivin' I know that I'm wildin' Lord, take the wheel, I just pray that you got me I know it's a Friday, ain't goin' to party I'm stayin' inside 'cause they don't be exciting I'm goin' through it, but I've been tryna hide it Don't talk to nobody, the awkwardest silence They sayin' I'm underrated I think I'm the greatest out I just want a new Mercedes My Honda keep breakin' down Remember when these niggas hated They congratulatin' now Remember when she tried to play me She wanna be my lil' baby now They sayin' I'm underrated I think I'm the greatest out I just want a new Mercedes My Honda keep breakin' down Remember when these niggas hated They congratulatin' now Remember when she tried to play me She wanna be my lil' baby now (look, check) I heard they sleepin' on me (on me) But I ain't been gettin' no sleep I'm in the studio cookin' this heat I heard yo' tape and yo' shit really weak They keep on taggin' me, tellin' me I'm underrated The greatest, I'm killin' these beats This ain't even nothin' my nigga, I'm just gettin' started You wait until I hit my peak I just need me a bun that's full of cash (cash) You let them fingers fuck you in the ass I never let 'em steer me from my path They just wanna see a young nigga crash You got no drive you just a pedestrian (uh) But I put in work like a Mexican (yeah) When it's all said and done Yeah, they gon' put my name with the best of them I got no time to waste (I don't) I gotta concentrate (I do) They ain't wanna give me a chance (They ain't) I had to find a way (I did) Only a couple of tracks And they already put me up high with the greats (I'm up) Ain't even drop a tape When I do, bet that shit blow your mind away Ay, you don't wanna fuck with a nigga like this 'Cause you might risk yo' life in a crisis I'm the nicest on the mic when I spit (no cap) Tell 'em niggas, "Get off my dick" (my dick) Niggas can't do it like this (like this) No, you can't walk a mile in my kicks (my kicks) I kill every track that I'm on, yeah, it's gone Nigga, moment of silence They sayin' I'm underrated (I'm underrated) I think I'm the greatest out I just want a new Mercedes (a new Mercedes) My Honda keep breakin' down Remember when these niggas hated (these niggas hated) They congratulatin' now Remember when she tried to play me (she tried to play me) She wanna be my lil' baby now They sayin I'm underrated (I'm underrated) I think I'm the greatest out I just want a new Mercedes (pull up in L.A.) My Honda keep breakin' down Remember when these niggas hated (these niggas hated) They congratulatin' now Remember when she tried to play me (she tried to play me) She wanna be my lil' baby now (baby now) Yeah Uh Uh-huh I'm tired So tired, I'm tired, I'm tired (I'm so tired) so tired, I'm tired, I'm tired (So so tired) I'm tired (I'm so tired) Uh, look Tired of empty conversations Tired of lettin' time go by Tired of hearin' my time is comin' when I'm almost out of time Tired of arguin' with my shorty Tired of seein' my mama cry Tired of niggas hatin' on me when they should just be inspired (I'm so tired) I'm tired Yeah, somebody get Kevin Gates on the line (so tired) I just need some advice, it's so hard to stay up at night Mama say I should pray To who: Buddha, Allah or Christ? People really think they woke and they ain't even that deep 'Cause deep down inside, man, we all really sleep I lost my innocence a long time ago, I'm guilty And all the money in the world still won't help me feel free I did some shit up in the past that I won't ever forget I know karma gon' catch up to me but I don't regret It is what it is, and I'ma get what I get But I got faith, and see they stay casin', still took a step Ya dig
Writer(s): Jamal Coke-reid Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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