Day Job View Lyrics

Part time rapper, full time asshole

I wrote that bar when I got my heart broke

Had no money and no job

Had to move back to mums, felt so lost

But at the same time, I made up my mind

Ain't no one taking my shine

Felt like the next rapper waiting in line

Just a matter of patience

Writing my bars and rapping on stations

Happily staking, this was happening back in the day then

Eventually, I needed the income

Feeling I was kidding myself and I've been dumb

Is a king dumb for tryna build a kingdom?

You don't know what the shit's like until you're in some

Don't know what I prefer

All the free time or reliable money

I guess I gotta work

These days, I'm trapped in a money prison

I used to have Mondays off and I miss 'em

Mondays

I miss them mellow Mondays

And so I'm thinking maybe one day

I might crack the lens

Yeah and get 'em back again

Maybe it's the same for you

Work the weekend, Monday you cruise, deja vu

I'm looking for a pay off too

But for now, all I got is this day job view

It's seeming funny

I've come to the conclusion, I don't need your money

And I'm hoping you know that I ain't joking dude

I'm probably just as broke as you

Scoping out these local views, ah look at all those seagulls

Yeah, that's why I keep on working like I'm s'posed to do

With waves either side of me like Moses shoes

I mosey on and get my flowsy on

And stack the tracks and words

But fact is, halfway through is deja vu, back to work, fuck!

Since I was knee high

All I wanted was to be signed

But these days and these nights

All I want is my free time

I've been an asshole, you'll see me trying to be kind

I ain't perving on Rihanna when I say I wanna see a rewind

I guess I'm saying I don't have a destination

I need rest and patience

I'm stressed, I'm waiting to g-g-get my break and

I'm a special case and ain't no one in the same boat

I may row but never reach the end of the rainbow

Hey-ho

Mondays

I miss them mellow Mondays

And so I'm thinking maybe one day

I might crack the lens

Yeah and get 'em back again

Maybe it's the same for you

Work the weekend, Monday you cruise, deja vu

I'm looking for a pay off too

But for now, all I got is this day job view

I'm tryna be my own boss, I've been fired too much

Tryna convince the future me to hire me up, come on bruv

You know you work too much

When your girl's ordering outfits online

Dressing up like a slut but you're too tired to fuck, ah, not tonight

And I no longer wanna work with artists

I heard you bastards but one man can't serve two masters

Tryna work on a career and a relationship at the same time

Is damaging to my frame of mind

So these days, I take it one day at a time

Deja Vu while I'm waiting in line

Don't know if I want it all or nothing

I can't make up my mind, I can't bruv

Mondays

I miss them mellow Mondays

And so I'm thinking maybe one day

I might crack the lens

Yeah and get 'em back again

Maybe it's the same for you

Work the weekend, Monday you cruise, deja vu

I'm looking for a pay off too

But for now, all I got is this day job view