[Intro: Murs]
Mursday. I know it's been a minute since y'all heard from us. It's been a minute since we heard from each other. Look...
[Chorus 1: Murs]
It's been like 52 weeks
Late nights with no sleep
I know that shit can get deep
Just know that I got ya back even if we don't speak
[Verse 1: Murs]
I've been runnin' 'round that block on that hustle hustle
Tryin' to funnel these raindrops into a puddle
'Bout to pour that puddle over to a proper lake
Shoulders shake and how much weight can a man take?
Real estate lookin' good on the homie, yeah
It's hard to keep in touch when he over there
I'm in the same lane with my little bro
Wishin' I could slow it down and kick it wit' my folks
Poke holes in the condom with a bitch named Life
Hopin' that I plant a seed and this shit goes right
Might not share, but I hear about it
But it's all second hand, I feel weird about it
Me? I shout my business for the whole world to listen
It's therapeutic, plus it's part of my oral tradition
Unconditional love is what I'm offering
And know that you in my prayers until we talk again
[Chorus 2: Mayday]
I'm pickin' up where we left off
Where we left off
I'm pickin' up where we left off
Where we left off
[Chorus 1: Murs]
[Verse 2: Bernz]
Pick it up pick it up
No matter where we fell out we be good when we get up
No matter what we tell 'em we know brothers never front
No matter where we met it's been a family ever sunce
Ever since, we been kids jumpin' the fence
Tryin' to understand the mysteries and elements
Before they brought some money and some bitches to the mix
I know you probably don't remember all of this but like a heavy southern wind
I ain't [?] ya life again, it's like I never left
What a strange concept
Trekking through the jungle just to make a damn cent
And comin' home with nothin' it don't make no damn sense
Ooh Lord, I pray you wait 'til I get home
From runnin' down the road from people tryin' to buy my soul
No matter how I try I know I'll never be here long
So I just went ahead and wrote another song
[Chorus 2]
[Chorus 1]
[Verse 3: Wrekonize]
And even if I don't reach- out
It's still peace- I'll
Be down the street and I'll bounce if need be
There ain't a measurement of time bigger than bloodlines
Bigger than those [?] when we linked up that one time
And made a fuckin' classic
You know the Saturday
You know just what was at stake if they got away
They can't decrease some streams, this ain't a matinee
I'm proud of every unit we moved, now let's go that-away
I got friends from my high school
We go a couple months without speakin' sometimes too
I often get worried that the time is a factor
But when we pick it up it's like we couldn't go backwards
We knew all the passwords and read all the chapters
And every time we link we like a couple of black birds
And birds of a feather flock fresher
So when I see you next we'll pick it up where we left it