Monday to Sunday

Lyrics

[Intro: Ted Park] I'm in my bag it's a Berkin now I was sleep in the trenches they burned it down I was homeless and slept on my brothas couch Now I'm jumping on stages for large amounts I ain't never had shit I was gifted Had all the talent but nobody giving me shit I had to work for this shit ay [Chorus: Ted Park] I'm working hard as fuck Monday to Sunday Til I blow up ain't no off day or fun day Stuck in the trenches and never tried run away Walk in the party and shoot up the function Flew to Atlanta and booked me a one way Took the fuck off private jet on the runway Youngest og give a fuck what your hyung say Young and I'm popping I know that it's toxic Walk in the club and I'm fucking obnoxious I know he hates me but sees me don't talk shit Asian with attitude ride with a chopstick I am not perfect my diamonds are flawless 1942 no gin and no tonic I'm making moves and I know they just gossip Don't even know them won't tell them to stop it [Verse 1: Ted Park] Gyopo I'm the new king of this shit Remember the nights we would sleep in the whip She gave me sloppy the windows is tint Remember my pockets had nothing but lint Now Prada my linen all of my brothers are winning I pray to god cause I'm sinning Some Korean rappers be stealing my drip n I fly to Seoul and they're all of my children My bros in the streets they be running up bags so fuck any label that want a percentage These diamonds on me Dynasty did the perfect cut look at the rope I don't even play tennis I love my people put them on my back Some people they hate me I know that they're jeleous I was down bad with the trappers and felons Pray for my brother they gave him his sentence They didn't believe that I'd amount to something Look what I've accomplished exceeded expectations by the dozen And shordie she love me but we only fucking shit at least she love it Wish that I could give you love but I gotta run it up [Chorus: Ted Park] I'm working hard as fuck Monday to Sunday Til I blow up ain't no off day or fun day Stuck in the trenches and never tried run away Walk in the party and shoot up the function Flew to Atlanta and booked me a one way Took the fuck off private jet on the runway Youngest og give a fuck what your hyung say Young and I'm popping I know that it's toxic Walk in the club and I'm fucking obnoxious I know he hates me but sees me don't talk shit Asian with attitude ride with a chopstick I am not perfect my diamonds are flawless 1942 no gin and no tonic I'm making moves and I know they just gossip Don't even know them won't tell them to stop it [Verse 2: Parlay Pass] All of my brothers we trapping and selling Fucking her two times she know ima felon Pop me a erky I don't need excederin Trap hall of fame yea I feel like a veteran Came a long we was breakin down ps Stuck in da streets had to get me a piece Started wit os selling em gs Came a long way bust down vvs Ice out my neck and my wrist Put my life in this shit I would die for my bitch Yea I know she won't switch Serving the par and the tris Ima street pharmacist Free all my bros that got sent down the road Stacking the paper but we never fold Everyday going through highs and the lows Pleasure and pain this the story untold [Outro: Ted Park] I'm working hard as fuck Monday to Sunday Til I blow up ain't no off day or fun day Stuck in the trenches and never tried run away Walk in the party and shoot up the function Flew to Atlanta and booked me a one way Took the fuck off private jet on the runway Youngest og give a fuck what your hyung say Young and I'm popping I know that it's toxic Walk in the club and I'm fucking obnoxious I know he hates me but sees me don't talk shit Asian with attitude ride with a chopstick I am not perfect my diamonds are flawless 1942 no gin and no tonic I'm making moves and I know they just gossip Don't even know them won't tell them to stop i