I don’t think they ready for this one I come from the gutter It’s that country shit man
I came from the gutter, the bottom The fuck it the [?], its always trouble in Gotham If he stutter, they robbin’, we catch the shuttle to Harlem Makin’ plays like huddles, it’s no rebuttals, they solid The code from the OGs, the Jordan, the Kobes I be studying game, get the score from the nosebleeds When you tourin’, exploding, its more important than voting Little niggas getting killed and now we forced to be toting Cause I done lost some lil’ homies, couple cousins its crazy A lil’ brother straight bustin’, now he stuck with a baby And he like fuck it it’s gravy, it’s just another occasion Was some luck that gone save him, but shit he stuck on probation
And it’s just another day in the life When you raised in the trife Now I’m payin’ the price for my bad decisions Lay awake in the night Gotta pray to get right In the shade gettin’ high like I had to get it
Made a couple transactions, felt fantastic That retail therapy is just a scam tactic A new wave of new slaves to the brand package Boy my gas be supreme, not a damn jacket I ran rapid, sheep niggas with lamb habits College kids doin’ xans, acid, and cram classes Procrastinate on exam passes and slam asses Fast forward my fans massive, my plans mastered Speakin’ from experience, I seen from these lames Your potential isn’t tapped, where will it even begin My whole team gon’ be eatin’, [?] I’m feedin’ my friends Cause dog I’m rapping to [?] and fuck tweetin’ a trend On the outside strong but I’m bleedin’ within I know you tired of all the cryin’ and the grievin’ the sin God gave Lebron height and blessed me with a pen A real nigga but most of all, a leader of men
And it’s just another day in the life When you raised in the trife Now I’m payin’ the price for my bad decisions Lay awake in the night Gotta pray to get right In the shade gettin’ high like I had to get it