Day Dream
Uh
(*Endless eternal*)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
S-R-G
It's Jay, no Z
Eazy no E
I would day dream 'bout anything
Like me ballin' on the A team
Pray for the day things change up
'Cause I'm tired of bein' on the same thing
My baby sis ain't a baby no more
It hit me everybody aging
My best friend got a child now
But might go away for that bang bang
In my downtime tryna maintain
Tryna 1 up Brady I need 8 rings
Tellin' teammates keep your chin up
I make the small-minded think bigger
If it's not about money I don't want a hit up
I'm busy on the corner I'm Derek Fisher
Shootin' a promo that's a pretty picture
They rather I throw 'em white like a pitcher
But my eyes always to the sky
Lost my grandmother to the liquor
Got no time for crying you a river
The young in the generation dying quicker
Can't even reminisce on playin' pick up
The ones that we played with pick the stick up
Though my career currently is takin' off
I can't even front that I miss a
Time where nothing mattered
When I was too young to realize that my broken home was shattered
I had shit on my ass and
Mom had wipes i the package
I swear that time go the fastest
And now I speak to the masses makin' 'em laugh
'Cause god knows we've been through disasters
Day dream 'bout anything
Like me ballin' on the A team
Pray for the day things change up
'Cause I'm tired of bein' on the same thing
My baby sis ain't a baby no more
It hit me everybody aging
My best friend got a child now
But might go away for that bang bang
In the 8th grade tryna save face
My escapism was a playstache
My report had F's ironic
It wasn't easy tryna raise Jay
No father figure in the crib
Last guy left her with her kid
Next guy all he did was sniff
Timmy Turner all I did was wish
That I could retire my mother at 50
R.I.P. Willy they went through a lot in the city
Still gotta visit your grave I ain't been in a minute
I'm sorry your nephew is busy
Heard that your favorite is Biggie
I know you smiled at the loot that they finna give me
Who would've known your sis gave birth to a motherfuckin' king no
I would day dream 'bout anything
Like me ballin' on the A team
Pray for the day things change up
'Cause I'm tired of bein' on the same thing
My baby sis ain't a baby no more
It hit me everybody aging
My best friend got a child now
But might go away for that bang bang
(*Endless eternal*)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
S-R-G
It's Jay, no Z
Eazy no E
I would day dream 'bout anything
Like me ballin' on the A team
Pray for the day things change up
'Cause I'm tired of bein' on the same thing
My baby sis ain't a baby no more
It hit me everybody aging
My best friend got a child now
But might go away for that bang bang
In my downtime tryna maintain
Tryna 1 up Brady I need 8 rings
Tellin' teammates keep your chin up
I make the small-minded think bigger
If it's not about money I don't want a hit up
I'm busy on the corner I'm Derek Fisher
Shootin' a promo that's a pretty picture
They rather I throw 'em white like a pitcher
But my eyes always to the sky
Lost my grandmother to the liquor
Got no time for crying you a river
The young in the generation dying quicker
Can't even reminisce on playin' pick up
The ones that we played with pick the stick up
Though my career currently is takin' off
I can't even front that I miss a
Time where nothing mattered
When I was too young to realize that my broken home was shattered
I had shit on my ass and
Mom had wipes i the package
I swear that time go the fastest
And now I speak to the masses makin' 'em laugh
'Cause god knows we've been through disasters
Day dream 'bout anything
Like me ballin' on the A team
Pray for the day things change up
'Cause I'm tired of bein' on the same thing
My baby sis ain't a baby no more
It hit me everybody aging
My best friend got a child now
But might go away for that bang bang
In the 8th grade tryna save face
My escapism was a playstache
My report had F's ironic
It wasn't easy tryna raise Jay
No father figure in the crib
Last guy left her with her kid
Next guy all he did was sniff
Timmy Turner all I did was wish
That I could retire my mother at 50
R.I.P. Willy they went through a lot in the city
Still gotta visit your grave I ain't been in a minute
I'm sorry your nephew is busy
Heard that your favorite is Biggie
I know you smiled at the loot that they finna give me
Who would've known your sis gave birth to a motherfuckin' king no
I would day dream 'bout anything
Like me ballin' on the A team
Pray for the day things change up
'Cause I'm tired of bein' on the same thing
My baby sis ain't a baby no more
It hit me everybody aging
My best friend got a child now
But might go away for that bang bang
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