You go out every weekend
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I'm sure we've made plenty of songs for that
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But what about Monday through Friday?
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That's what this music's for
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Sit back and relax, kick your feet up
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Roll some weed up, if it's hot turn that AC up
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Or turn the heat up, whatever it is you do, get comfortable
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Here we go
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See, Monday you wake up wanting to stay home, no job all day long
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Just tryna get over the hangover from Graystone
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But you still go to work and Tuesday just feels like doomsday
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Because your home girls that really club are trying to go to Emerson or supper club
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And Wednesday you say, f all that, I'm chilling
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You caught that, nigga, you feeling me, he comes through, you cook
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Netflix, y'all fuck and Thursdays y'all eating cracks
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And you don't wanna feel bad for partying before the weekend cracks
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So you chill again and Friday at 5 PM on a highway
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You're in traffic thinking about Saturday at Tiger Skin, Graystone again
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And who's gonna get you in but fuck all that
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You just realized it's 4:45 PM on a weekday
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Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to welcome you to the turn down
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Nobody around, just you in the living room with this in the background
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You just happy you ain't fighting, open up, getting high
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It's a turn down for what? Nigga, turn down 'cause you tired
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Nigga, this that turn down
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Nobody around, just you in the living room with this in the background
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You just happy you ain't fighting, open up, getting high
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It's a turn down for what? Nigga, turn down 'cause you tired
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She say she wanna get high so I ask her can I be her pilot
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She love being off that loud but keep her off with no silent
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She only drink clear liquor 'cause that brown make her violent
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She love Talib Kweli ' get so vibrant
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I'm on my Q tip but a q tip is useless if you don't hear me speaking
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Your roommate gone for the weekend, you home alone and you creeping
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You turn up Monday through Saturday, Sunday morning they decent
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Instead of hearing a preacher preaching, you stay home and sleep in
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And then you get woke up on Monday by a call from your granny
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Saying put gas in your carry and come spend time with your family
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Of course you do just that, then get right back to what matters
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That's buying leggings from the mall so that your ass would look fatter
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Then comes a text from that promoter that you sexy, that you sexy
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Saying make sure you show up early so you get right in to this section
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Now you're flying out decided to stay, hoping to get wiped up on the day
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Feet and solace watching your way, just keep in mind, girl, it ain't too late to turn down
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Nobody around, just you in the living room with this in the background
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You just happy you ain't fighting, open up, getting high
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It's a turn down for what? Nigga, turn down 'cause you tired
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Nigga, this that turn down
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Nobody around, just you in the living room with this in the background
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You just happy you ain't fighting, open up, getting high
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It's a turn down for what? Nigga, turn down 'cause you tired
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Nigga, this that turn down
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You got one kid, two kids, don't take care of 'em
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They always at their grandmamma house
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Yeah, you act toxic in every other club in another rapper's section
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You still grabbing bottles you ain't paid for
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And you got a dress on that you are taking back tomorrow
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Girl, turn down
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And you feel like you popping, huh?
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'Cause you got a couple rap niggas in your mentions
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You be at that pool party swinging that Indian extension
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Act like you can't stay at home, can't wait to pop that ass that you're still making payments on
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I need you to please turn down
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Don't think you exempt from it, you got kids, too, nigga
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No car, but I bet you get them Js, don't you?
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Phone bill barely paid but it's on that IPhone 5, ain't it?
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And you stay with your niggas looking for hoes
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When there's one woman waiting for your sorry ass, lil' nigga, turn down
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And you be that same one that be talking behind your friends back, acting fake
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You ran your cane every weekend but ain't tryna lose no weight
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Who want a loan every time you lack money but try to act funny when you get y |