Just Another Day
Aye yo
Do you ever dream of
Rewinding time
To way back in the day?
To when it was a place of no return?
I do
But that's just all it is
Just a dream
Just another day, motherfucker fuck the fame
But tell 'em that I made it famous when I come again
I teach faggots to speak shit, then suffocate
'Til I can find a motherfucker I could run against
This rap shit's my love life, I love and hate
'Cause every bar that I write isn't good? It's tough to say
When I started writing in 2013
I thought I could write a fuckin' bar a hundred ways
Then I met J-Dawg and tried to hit the spotlight
'Death Wish' and 'Schizophrenic', that shit is alright
Still livin' like hell, but that's just all day
Lookin' at the paper, tryna write, while the song plays
Starin' at the window, I began to dream
About the fuckin' time when I was livin' on the street
When this bitch told me I was committing harassment
I should've just stabbed her in the Adam's apple that quick
Just another day, motherfucker fuck the fame
(The maximum effect is when I smack blondes into hoes)
But tell 'em that I made it famous when I come again
(Aye, aye, you stupid cunt!)
I teach faggots to speak shit, then suffocate
(I'm tired of being nice, I set fire to freezing ice)
'Til I can find a motherfucker I could run against
(This fake faggot gets fucked up with a stiff joint)
Just another day, waking up in Garden Village
Walkin' down the street when the winter wasn't chillin'
My hands were freezin' to death and I couldn't even feel it
When I made it at the school, I went to head inside the building
When I remember days, it felt like a distance
But it was just a year ago that I lived it
Love to hate it, hate to love it, but I miss it
I might walk back in time just to visit
The day when I recorded 'Death Wish' with the J-Dawg
He 'gon hit the 8-ball, you better stay soft
Player play hard, they tryna act superior
They be tryna rap like me with their whack material
Smack the stereo, they were never rappin' lyrical
Lemonade, regenerate, time to battle, here we go
One record sold, I be thinkin' that's a miracle
'Cause I had everything to lose, now I don't have to fear at all
Just another day, motherfucker fuck the fame
(The maximum effect is when I smack blondes into hoes)
But tell 'em that I made it famous when I come again
(Aye, aye, you stupid cunt!)
I teach faggots to speak shit, then suffocate
(I'm tired of being nice, I set fire to freezing ice)
'Til I can find a motherfucker I could run against
(This fake faggot gets fucked up with a stiff joint)
Just another day, motherfucker fuck the fame
(The maximum effect is when I smack blondes into hoes)
But tell 'em that I made it famous when I come again
(Aye, aye, you stupid cunt!)
I teach faggots to speak shit, then suffocate
(I'm tired of being nice, I set fire to freezing ice)
'Til I can find a motherfucker I could run against
(This fake faggot gets fucked up with a stiff joint)
That's right
Dreams are nothin'
Until it becomes a reality
So follow your dreams
And don't let anyone tell you shit
And as always
Until next time
Do you ever dream of
Rewinding time
To way back in the day?
To when it was a place of no return?
I do
But that's just all it is
Just a dream
Just another day, motherfucker fuck the fame
But tell 'em that I made it famous when I come again
I teach faggots to speak shit, then suffocate
'Til I can find a motherfucker I could run against
This rap shit's my love life, I love and hate
'Cause every bar that I write isn't good? It's tough to say
When I started writing in 2013
I thought I could write a fuckin' bar a hundred ways
Then I met J-Dawg and tried to hit the spotlight
'Death Wish' and 'Schizophrenic', that shit is alright
Still livin' like hell, but that's just all day
Lookin' at the paper, tryna write, while the song plays
Starin' at the window, I began to dream
About the fuckin' time when I was livin' on the street
When this bitch told me I was committing harassment
I should've just stabbed her in the Adam's apple that quick
Just another day, motherfucker fuck the fame
(The maximum effect is when I smack blondes into hoes)
But tell 'em that I made it famous when I come again
(Aye, aye, you stupid cunt!)
I teach faggots to speak shit, then suffocate
(I'm tired of being nice, I set fire to freezing ice)
'Til I can find a motherfucker I could run against
(This fake faggot gets fucked up with a stiff joint)
Just another day, waking up in Garden Village
Walkin' down the street when the winter wasn't chillin'
My hands were freezin' to death and I couldn't even feel it
When I made it at the school, I went to head inside the building
When I remember days, it felt like a distance
But it was just a year ago that I lived it
Love to hate it, hate to love it, but I miss it
I might walk back in time just to visit
The day when I recorded 'Death Wish' with the J-Dawg
He 'gon hit the 8-ball, you better stay soft
Player play hard, they tryna act superior
They be tryna rap like me with their whack material
Smack the stereo, they were never rappin' lyrical
Lemonade, regenerate, time to battle, here we go
One record sold, I be thinkin' that's a miracle
'Cause I had everything to lose, now I don't have to fear at all
Just another day, motherfucker fuck the fame
(The maximum effect is when I smack blondes into hoes)
But tell 'em that I made it famous when I come again
(Aye, aye, you stupid cunt!)
I teach faggots to speak shit, then suffocate
(I'm tired of being nice, I set fire to freezing ice)
'Til I can find a motherfucker I could run against
(This fake faggot gets fucked up with a stiff joint)
Just another day, motherfucker fuck the fame
(The maximum effect is when I smack blondes into hoes)
But tell 'em that I made it famous when I come again
(Aye, aye, you stupid cunt!)
I teach faggots to speak shit, then suffocate
(I'm tired of being nice, I set fire to freezing ice)
'Til I can find a motherfucker I could run against
(This fake faggot gets fucked up with a stiff joint)
That's right
Dreams are nothin'
Until it becomes a reality
So follow your dreams
And don't let anyone tell you shit
And as always
Until next time
Credits
Writer(s): Bryce Breckenridge
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