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damag3 - tim3 of da month (demo) lyrics

[chorus: damag3 & novâfled]
your mama said, you’ve incorporated
you’re f+cking up that sh+t
told my baby it’s my time of the month (it’s my time)
i get paid eight days a week, i don’t like having fun
(i don’t like having fun)
i like to grind down to the bone
light up the dome on my phone
really won’t leave it alone until my time is up
i need them commas up (i need them commas)
workaholics in my blood
it’s my time of the month (shout out my mama)

[post+chorus: damag3]
yeah, it’s my time of the month
yeah, it’s my time of the month
yeah, it’s my time of the month
yeah, it’s my time of the month

[verse 1: damag3]
i’m a workaholic everyday, boy, i’m tryna relapse
b+tch, i can’t relax, really can’t be mad
if it’s a fact, it ain’t a brag
if it’s a track, i’m in my bag
do i take care of myself, barely
drinking like three celsius daily
shouldn’t even be here like i’m israeli
and we colonizers all kinda the same
we try to deny it
but we got that f+ck you, buggin’ our brain
like, f+ck you, b+tch, give it to me
whether it’s revolution or new shoes
we are one in the same (uhm actually)
yeah, we are one in the same
if i don’t do it to you (if i don’t do it to you)
then you don’t do it to me (then you don’t do it to me)
god, please take me out of my pain
like, can i just give it a break?
i really been workin’ and workin’ and workin’
and workin’ and workin’ and workin’ and workin’
until all my hurt go away
god, what is my purpose today?
[chorus: damag3]
uh, i told my baby it’s my time of the month (it’s my time)
i get paid eight days a week, i don’t like having fun (no i don’t)
i like to grind down to the bone
light up the dome on my phone
really won’t leave it alone until my+ back to work

[verse 2: damag3]
creepin’ a pat on my back atta girl, atta girl
count it up, hold me accountable
mountain of molehills, i’m indeterminable
surrounded by nothing but self+judgment
sort of a sharper, but can’t cut it
f+ckin’ myself, but you can’t cuck it
all of my friends say i’m doin’ the most
but it ain’t feel like nothin’ to me (this sh+t ain’t nothin’ to me, man)
imma just keep it a bean
i ain’t as confident as i seem i got problems that i’m tryin’ to keep
i got promises i’m tryin’ to keep i got problems with the work ethic
you tellin’ me i should sleep when i’ve been daydreamin’ all day
(wake the f+ck up in here)
wondering one day they’ll like it or ring

[outro: damag3]
time of the month, time of the month
time of the, time of the, time of the month (time of the month)
time of the month, top of the mornin’ b+tch
time of the month, time of the month
time of the, time of the, time of the month (time of the month)
time of the month, top of the mornin’ b+tch
(wake the f+ck up you b+tch i+)
time of the month, time of the month
time of the, time of the, time of the month (time of the month)
time of the month, top of the mornin’ b+tch
time of the month, time of the month
time of the, time of the, time of the month (time of the month)
time of the month, top of the mornin’ b+tch

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