One Uh Those Days

I can't wait to quit this fuckin' job

Light up my cigarette

Exhale the negativity and hop on to the bus

I'm stinkin' like some french fries

I'm thirsty, I'm tired

Tomorrow I might cuss my boss out and get fired

Sittin' in the corner, mindin' my business

The fuck this bitch lookin' at? I know she hella trippin'

(Fuck you lookin' at?)

Got nothin' better to do than start problems on public transportation

What a pathetic existence

She's doggin' with persistence, uh

This bitch is comin' up to me, girl you don't wanna fuck with me

Waste no time, post up, blows thrown

The shit you gotta deal with in the big city just tryin' to go home

What a shitty day, can't wait to hit my sheets

I can't wait to get my car I'm fuckin' tired of these streets

(I'm fuckin' sick of this fuckin' bullshit)

Yo, today been hella breezy, receivin' hella tips

Next customer in line, I can't believe its that bitch (Oh hell no)

I gotta be professional, so I ain't poppin' off

But don't trip, I'll put that special in that extra special sauce, hoe

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Hope I don't go back to slangin' yayo

Roll a [?], about to head up to Drayo's

Never had to lay low

Always had a halo

Plus I got a bitch to suck my dick when I say so

And Ayo

The fuck?

This nigga hit me up, out the side of his truck

I'm like... what?

Nigga this midtown

Bust a U-Turn if you really wanna get down

Oh shit, he really 'bout to turn around

Hol' up

Let me turn my music d- I said, say my nigga

Oh shit, he pullin' out the hammer

A left-minded home, I was in my pajamas

See, I woke up late

Realized I hadn't ate

Went to my favorite place and thought that I would be straight

I hop back in my whip, tried to run the nigga over

Hopin' that he didn't see the plates on the Rover

Made a right on Cloverdale, then a left

Parked in the driveway, then ran up the steps

I grabbed my piece, hopped back in the streets

I know this young motherfucker don't really want beef

Look, I'm 30-something, still down to murder something

But when I stopped to think about it, it was all over nothing

So fuck it

I'm about to head to the crib

Then... Aww, shit

Look who it is!

I know this motherfucker ain't really gettin' tacos

I parked in the red, grabbed my shit and I walked slow

Right up behind him, I put my gun in his back

I said, "Yeah my nigga, what was up with all of that?"

"Fuck what you wanna do, this what you gonna do."

"Hands in your pocket, keep your eyeballs in front of you."

Then this lady came and kissed him on the cheek

He said "Hi, Mom", and then they both start to speak

I said, "Ah, shit. This young punk."

"He gangbangin' when he 'bout to meet his mama for lunch?"

The line for the tacos was long anyways, so I walked off laughin'

It was one of those days

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