Lyrics Day Job View - KRAFTY

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