Day in, Day out (feat. Khaalid Anderson)
Yea
Uh
I gotta do this for
For the bitches that be thinkin that like
You know a nigga just like
Be doing this shit
Just 'cause he wanna do this shit or some shit
They say
Music is life
And life is the greatest teacher
So I gotta be in the field
What ima learn from someone in the bleachers
I've been outchea, I can't keep ya
Shaking hands
And dodging reapers
Foggy noggin keep on throbbin
People robbing, people reaching
Got my heart across my sleeve
Favorite pets up on my peeves
Bitches bein real dismissive
And just telling me to leave
Ight cool
I was chasing what is real not what I see
Now this a tool
Fix my lips to make it hard to disagree
I act a fool
Then get serious when I get up on these beats
I was missing school
Shout out to classmates with doctorates and degrees
I had bad bitches from the projects
Hit me while I'm working on some projects
Asking if I'm on
I lie and say yea
Even though I know I'm not yet
But still
Treat this shit like it's my
Day in, day out
I be feelin really vivid on my
Day in, day out
Make her watch me slide it in like
Day in, day out
And I'm from Florida
Kinda sorta fuck what they say they bout, yea
Treat this shit like it's my
Day in, day out
I be feelin really vivid on my
Day in, day out
I make her watch me slide it in like
Day in, day out
And I'm from Florida
Kinda sorta, okay look
I got a 1 up on these niggas
Make the gun and pull the trigger
Then file the missing person report
And mimic you in the picture
Far as photos go
Bet money man I'm lookin at the bigger
Far as total scope
Bet money I will hit you with a stinger
It's In my horoscope
Say some shit
That has no choice but to linger
Far as horror goes
Too many young black people
With Aaliyah
Man I'll see ya when I see ya
Got no business tryna be ya
Cuz if i were you and you were me
My life would be a breather
So
Treat this shit like it's my
Day in, day out
I be feelin really vivid on my
Day in, day out
Make her watch me slide it in like
Day in, day out
And I'm from Florida
Kinda sorta fuck what they say they bout, yea
Treat this shit like it's my
Day in, day out
I be feelin really vivid on my
Day in, day out
I make her watch me slide it in like
Day in, day out
And I'm from Florida
Kinda sorta, okay look
Aye, top of the morning
Nigga it's Khaalid, hoe
Never scared, the first to take a leap; shout out Geronimo
Ask me how I did it, nothing to it, it was time to go
I had dreams and some means when
I had got the dough
Got my feet wet like Jesus when I hopped out the boat
My Nigga I told you I'm straight
Big stepper, walking by faith on oceans and lakes
Too many brothers hope to be saved or floating away
I made a wave, went with the flow and back-stroked to the bank
My nigga
Nah, It ain't in my genes to follow suit, yea
Yea, never would I dream that I'll be you
Silk scarves, crystals new incense and weed is my perfume
I talk Godly in the booth, they sing my praise; no gospel group
Sundown, on blue heron, blowing tree by passing cars
On the way to Micky D's how I use to practice bars
My shit got fine tuned like I'm tweaking a guitar
I manifested my success, now I stand a ghetto star
Uh
I gotta do this for
For the bitches that be thinkin that like
You know a nigga just like
Be doing this shit
Just 'cause he wanna do this shit or some shit
They say
Music is life
And life is the greatest teacher
So I gotta be in the field
What ima learn from someone in the bleachers
I've been outchea, I can't keep ya
Shaking hands
And dodging reapers
Foggy noggin keep on throbbin
People robbing, people reaching
Got my heart across my sleeve
Favorite pets up on my peeves
Bitches bein real dismissive
And just telling me to leave
Ight cool
I was chasing what is real not what I see
Now this a tool
Fix my lips to make it hard to disagree
I act a fool
Then get serious when I get up on these beats
I was missing school
Shout out to classmates with doctorates and degrees
I had bad bitches from the projects
Hit me while I'm working on some projects
Asking if I'm on
I lie and say yea
Even though I know I'm not yet
But still
Treat this shit like it's my
Day in, day out
I be feelin really vivid on my
Day in, day out
Make her watch me slide it in like
Day in, day out
And I'm from Florida
Kinda sorta fuck what they say they bout, yea
Treat this shit like it's my
Day in, day out
I be feelin really vivid on my
Day in, day out
I make her watch me slide it in like
Day in, day out
And I'm from Florida
Kinda sorta, okay look
I got a 1 up on these niggas
Make the gun and pull the trigger
Then file the missing person report
And mimic you in the picture
Far as photos go
Bet money man I'm lookin at the bigger
Far as total scope
Bet money I will hit you with a stinger
It's In my horoscope
Say some shit
That has no choice but to linger
Far as horror goes
Too many young black people
With Aaliyah
Man I'll see ya when I see ya
Got no business tryna be ya
Cuz if i were you and you were me
My life would be a breather
So
Treat this shit like it's my
Day in, day out
I be feelin really vivid on my
Day in, day out
Make her watch me slide it in like
Day in, day out
And I'm from Florida
Kinda sorta fuck what they say they bout, yea
Treat this shit like it's my
Day in, day out
I be feelin really vivid on my
Day in, day out
I make her watch me slide it in like
Day in, day out
And I'm from Florida
Kinda sorta, okay look
Aye, top of the morning
Nigga it's Khaalid, hoe
Never scared, the first to take a leap; shout out Geronimo
Ask me how I did it, nothing to it, it was time to go
I had dreams and some means when
I had got the dough
Got my feet wet like Jesus when I hopped out the boat
My Nigga I told you I'm straight
Big stepper, walking by faith on oceans and lakes
Too many brothers hope to be saved or floating away
I made a wave, went with the flow and back-stroked to the bank
My nigga
Nah, It ain't in my genes to follow suit, yea
Yea, never would I dream that I'll be you
Silk scarves, crystals new incense and weed is my perfume
I talk Godly in the booth, they sing my praise; no gospel group
Sundown, on blue heron, blowing tree by passing cars
On the way to Micky D's how I use to practice bars
My shit got fine tuned like I'm tweaking a guitar
I manifested my success, now I stand a ghetto star
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