Mondays Lyrics

This feels something like a fever pitch

It's been more than two or three long years since

I was on the highways

To bring notice to my name

Now they rocking with me and my Mondays feel like

The vibes going up

Led to a smile on us

Now time to get this bread

Every layer

Any dollar that you leave on the table get slid in a bag

Can't leave it there

Ever go against the family sever the tie

Know that it can't be repaired

Life, I can't live in fear of man

I poked em and like me he bled

Closing my eyes see the dead

Dope on my mind got me lifted

I'm coming back wih the vengeance

By way of God

You better get to repenting

Yeah, you better get to repenting

For real, for real

This feels something like a fever pitch

It's been more than two or three long years since

I was on the highways

To bring notice to my name

Now they rocking with me and my Mondays feel like

Litmas much

Still in touch with the best of my past no leash

Ever strong enough to hold me dormant

Won't be posing no wolf in sheep's clothing

I'm more like a goat

Through God I found my hope

Through I might get you close

The clock ain't ever slow

Don't be too patient dawg hop off the porch

Dig up a bone or two or three

Align your course, with steps of God's feet and turn on controlled cruise

This feels something like a fever pitch

It's been more than two or three long years since

I was on the highways

To bring notice to my name

Now they rocking with me and my Mondays feel like

Christmas

Ain't nobody on my wish list

God seemed to find me in the trenches

Time only taught me how to listen

Stay out the way now Mondays feel like