Brenton Levy - Monday Lyrics

Monday morning bro looking at the Sunday
Picking all my wrongs thinking how I gotta
I cannot be froze hurt to see that I been
Keep it on the low you reap what you

Feel some people testing me
Devil trynna be my peace
Move along and I stay meek
Feel that woman something be

I don't know
Where to go
Down this road
Feel alone
Got no love
Feel at home
Dark nights
Move along
Say you really love me but you asking me to show
How you put me down expecting me to stay afloat

You see I'm in the fast lane
Ducking cruising past the lames
Take your time adjust to this
I don't plan on slowing this
I'm chasing madly on a fit
I know that they ain't use to this
Expect the least but I don't trip
Feel the heat I gotta dip

Catch a hobby and I'm moving on the go
Deal with lotta pain I'm all alone I know
When you riding turn me on the stereo
Hear me vibing everything that I been through

I been moving (Imma go get it)
I been cruising (Real estate agent)
Still I'm loosing (Revenue Patience)
Used to be hooping

Why you question all my minutes
Why you pushing all my limits
How you moving round the city
How you never right here with me
When you never really meant it
Where you been from the beginning
Where you sent that feeling trippy

Monday morning bro looking at the Sunday show
Picking all my wrongs thinking how I gotta go
I cannot be froze hurt to see that I been broke
Keep it on the low you reap what you sow

Feel some people testing me
Devil trynna be my peace
Move along and I stay meek
Feel that woman something be