Grey Daze
I'll wait
For that day
When I go outside and everything is grey
They say hey hey
Have a nice day
To be honest sometimes I just can't
Today today, I just I can't
I cannot wait for when it's grey
They tell me that sky is blue
It's Grey
Okay Okay
Have a nice day
But to be honest
Some days I just can't
All the best rappers are dead
All that I owe is my rent
Plenty of rhymes in my head
Which one to pick is the quest
Going through life is a test
Slump how they measure success
I got no one to impress
I can pick out all the frauds
Look at the style they bought
I don't know how they were taught
I hear the sound of applause
If you get mad at my songs
Add that salt into my sauce
Leave you alone with your thoughts
Think of the problems you've caused
I gotta show and improve
I got a show with the crew
Nobody's checking for you's
Slump how they handle the blues
Sippin' a handle of booze
I been a fan of the dope
Learning the lessons and codes
Dressed in the freshest of clothes
Limited presses that go
Record executive dope
When I get checks for the raps
I put it back in the batch
Til' I got gold in my records and plagues
Folders stay swollen
Speakers on blast
Spazz
I'll get it back if I lose it
Never come wack or confusing
Running, Ain't' trippin, My shoes fit
Sunroof, rain drippin', the moon lit
Leave non believers influenced
No need for scheming or fooling
Nothing to do with the fakes
Been dreaming how I would do this
Can't hide the truth on my face
I'll wait
For that day
When I go outside and everything is grey
They say hey hey
Have a nice day
To be honest sometimes I just can't
Today today, I just I can't
I cannot wait for when it's grey
They tell me that sky is blue
It's Grey
Okay Okay
Have a nice day
But to be honest
Some days I just can't
Ya'll don't hear me though
Till I walked in with this herring bone
Wouldn't let me fly with this Evian
I'll just levitate if they don't let me on
I'm a mediate because they pissed me off
I don't elevate bitch I blast off
Eyes wide shut man take your mask off
Line me up no hacksaw
Grind weed up it's Headband
Sign me up a dead man
My instincts led me to these badlands
A lap dance had me man tan
Groupie love The Gap Band
Had a bad day
Guess karma never sleeps for the bad man
Slump!
That's right
Can't see me coming unless you use a black light
Ain't fucking with you turkeys unless it's brakes on the back slide
All we do is murder the flow
Getting scratched like the white rock
With the eight ball scratch off the serial
And a vertigo, Check the balance on your stereo
Slump Lord Ho
Grand Imperial
This is not a test
This the point where true destiny manifest
Slump up the volume, Bass on ten
Dissipate the stress (Skkkrt)
Slow down woadie
Just chugged the whole forty
They dopey off codeine
Rolling off rollies, Pupusa's, Preogi's
My shorty float when i'm smoking' on a stogey
Bogie in sight
Kamikaze jackknife when I land on the mic
Whats your plans for the night?
Mad dog on analog
Don't mean to brag but my squad got catalogs
Alcohol mixed with medicine help a nigga swing the pendulum
Slump
I'll wait
For that day
When I go outside and everything is grey
They say hey hey
Have a nice day
To be honest sometimes I just can't
Today today, I just I can't
I cannot wait for when it's grey
They tell me that sky is blue
It's Grey
Okay Okay
Have a nice day
But to be honest
Some days I just can't
For that day
When I go outside and everything is grey
They say hey hey
Have a nice day
To be honest sometimes I just can't
Today today, I just I can't
I cannot wait for when it's grey
They tell me that sky is blue
It's Grey
Okay Okay
Have a nice day
But to be honest
Some days I just can't
All the best rappers are dead
All that I owe is my rent
Plenty of rhymes in my head
Which one to pick is the quest
Going through life is a test
Slump how they measure success
I got no one to impress
I can pick out all the frauds
Look at the style they bought
I don't know how they were taught
I hear the sound of applause
If you get mad at my songs
Add that salt into my sauce
Leave you alone with your thoughts
Think of the problems you've caused
I gotta show and improve
I got a show with the crew
Nobody's checking for you's
Slump how they handle the blues
Sippin' a handle of booze
I been a fan of the dope
Learning the lessons and codes
Dressed in the freshest of clothes
Limited presses that go
Record executive dope
When I get checks for the raps
I put it back in the batch
Til' I got gold in my records and plagues
Folders stay swollen
Speakers on blast
Spazz
I'll get it back if I lose it
Never come wack or confusing
Running, Ain't' trippin, My shoes fit
Sunroof, rain drippin', the moon lit
Leave non believers influenced
No need for scheming or fooling
Nothing to do with the fakes
Been dreaming how I would do this
Can't hide the truth on my face
I'll wait
For that day
When I go outside and everything is grey
They say hey hey
Have a nice day
To be honest sometimes I just can't
Today today, I just I can't
I cannot wait for when it's grey
They tell me that sky is blue
It's Grey
Okay Okay
Have a nice day
But to be honest
Some days I just can't
Ya'll don't hear me though
Till I walked in with this herring bone
Wouldn't let me fly with this Evian
I'll just levitate if they don't let me on
I'm a mediate because they pissed me off
I don't elevate bitch I blast off
Eyes wide shut man take your mask off
Line me up no hacksaw
Grind weed up it's Headband
Sign me up a dead man
My instincts led me to these badlands
A lap dance had me man tan
Groupie love The Gap Band
Had a bad day
Guess karma never sleeps for the bad man
Slump!
That's right
Can't see me coming unless you use a black light
Ain't fucking with you turkeys unless it's brakes on the back slide
All we do is murder the flow
Getting scratched like the white rock
With the eight ball scratch off the serial
And a vertigo, Check the balance on your stereo
Slump Lord Ho
Grand Imperial
This is not a test
This the point where true destiny manifest
Slump up the volume, Bass on ten
Dissipate the stress (Skkkrt)
Slow down woadie
Just chugged the whole forty
They dopey off codeine
Rolling off rollies, Pupusa's, Preogi's
My shorty float when i'm smoking' on a stogey
Bogie in sight
Kamikaze jackknife when I land on the mic
Whats your plans for the night?
Mad dog on analog
Don't mean to brag but my squad got catalogs
Alcohol mixed with medicine help a nigga swing the pendulum
Slump
I'll wait
For that day
When I go outside and everything is grey
They say hey hey
Have a nice day
To be honest sometimes I just can't
Today today, I just I can't
I cannot wait for when it's grey
They tell me that sky is blue
It's Grey
Okay Okay
Have a nice day
But to be honest
Some days I just can't
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Writer(s): Philip Agudelo
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