youth killed it – no money, no monday lyrics
and just a simple self employed man
brains not good, so i use my hands
up at the break of dawn
i beat the local rooster to an early yawn
a cup of tea to smooth the rough
no sugar as i’m sweet enough
it’s alright, it pays a decent amounts
but that’s what i thought until i checked my account
and i don’t work for free
i don’t do things for a little bit of xp
we ain’t shaking hands with each other
we ain’t shouting: “nice one, brother!”
you think i’m joking but i’m not being funny
i won’t be turning up if you ain’t got my money
no money, no monday
no money, no monday
i didn’t sign as a debt collector
through your books like an account inspector
i don’t mean to break your neck i
just want what i’m owed and expect
i see you taking all the payments through
i just want your end of the bargain to hold true
i put my invoice into your inbox
so i want my money no more, no less
put the transfer into your outbox
make it rain in my account instead
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