Just Another Monday (AIMV lite)

Figured I'd throw something together that's a bit more than a loop but isn't quite what I'd consider a full AIMV. Pretty basic, just something to look at instead of a static image or a loop. Lyrics written by me, music in Suno, visuals in Grok Imagine Lyrics: [Intro] [Vinyl Crackle] [Heavy Funk Bassline Drop] [Spoken] (Alarm clock ringing) (Damn... hit the snooze button...) (Quarter till five... back on the grind.) [Verse 1 - Laid-back Conversational Flow] Quartah til five, eyes open wide, Gettin' outta bed, everything hurt. Snap, crackle, pop, aches never stop, Still gotta get ready for work. Stumble to the kitchen, get that coffee started, Down the first cup, starin' at the lawn, In the first rays of dawn. No more time to play, it's just another Monday. [Chorus] [relaxed soulful Gang Vocal] Back on the grind! (Just another Monday!) Workin' for the man, gettin' outta hand, Startin' ta lose my mind! Caffeine nightmare, fallin' farther behind, Profits gettin' rare! Feelin' like I'm stuck, fed the hell up! Runnin' in place, endless rat race, Nothing left to say, it's just another Monday! (Yeah!) [Verse 2 - Fast Internal Laid-back Rhyme Flow] Mind wakin' up, Folgers in my cup, Scrollin' on the phone, time wastin', procrastinatin'. Wifey rollin' in, night shift again, Gotta get movin', music groovin', day startin'. Grab my keys, fire up the beast, Pull out the spot, drivin', gettin' hot. Traffic really blows, sittin', sweatin' workin' on my flows, Nuthin' left to say, it's just another Monday. [Scratch Break] [Turntable Scratches] [Drums and Bass Breakdown] (Scratch: "Back-back to the grind—") (Scratch: "Work-work never stops—") [Verse 3 - Laid-back Conversational Flow] Pull up to the shop, work never stops, Coveralls on, customers start to spawn. Raise the shutters now, Grandma's Buick rolls in, Engine rockin' like there's cops knockin' at the door. Tools up, oil flowin', Grease in the crease of knuckles never fully clean. Grab a quick smoke, crack a couple jokes, Back to the grind, music on my mind, Nothin' left to say, it's just another Monday. [Chorus] [relaxed soulful Gang Vocal] Back on the grind! (Just another Monday!) Workin' for the man, gettin' outta hand, Startin' ta lose my mind! Caffeine nightmare, fallin' farther behind, Profits gettin' rare! Feelin' like I'm stuck, fed the hell up! Runnin' in place, endless rat race, Nothing left to say, it's just another Monday! (Yeah!) [Verse 4 - Heavy Slower Exhausted Still laid-back Evening Flow] Day's runnin' out, sun goin' down, Closin' up the shop, changin' out the top, Grindin' never stop. Gotta get my ass home, wifey on the phone, Breakin' my balls with so many calls. Her turn to grind, 12 hours at a time, Tequila with a lime runnin' thru my mind. Hit the weights quick, sweatin' gettin' thick, Windin' down the day, it's just another Monday. [Chorus] [relaxed soulful Gang Vocal] Back on the grind! (Just another Monday!) Workin' for the man, gettin' outta hand, Startin' ta lose my mind! Caffeine nightmare, fallin' farther behind, Profits gettin' rare! Feelin' like I'm stuck, fed the hell up! Runnin' in place, endless rat race, Nothing left to say, it's just another Monday! (Yeah!) [Outro] [Beat Strips to Heavy Bass and Snare] [Spoken Ad-libs] (Throw the weights down...) (Hands filthy, clock ticking...) Yeah... another day done, put in the books. Gotta do it all again tomorrow. Catch y'all on Tuesday... [Fade Out] [End]