Average Day Lyrics

Regular day spent a 20 at the diamond brewery

Spent a 5 on a set of jeans these not amiri

She told her friend just how i fucked here now she into me

Thumbing through the cash get me excited i got energy

First clip ran out don't trip you I got 2 sets of these

Out your damn mind ever thinkin you ahead of me

Dawg got close only reason he caught a 3rd degree

Never sold dope to damn scared my moms would murder me

Baby look back when I beat and don't you fight it

Why I hear my lyrics in yo song ian ghost writing

Brought up money in the conversation that nigga went quiet

Security lackin ain't check him peter got the pipe in

Already got my bottom bitch this a one night stand

Driving 30 for a 8th that is not in my plans

Nigga eating say our grace now we tally them bands

You ain't pushin p you pushin bitch boy and so is your mans

I need a red eye and a wraith i rap to make it happen

Better invest up in them assets ain't gon make it trappin

She was a nat nat annoying as hell still gon her clappin

Damn her ass fat as fuck tryna tap the back end

Nigga reached but he failed went back crying what happen

Had to hit yo big homie to confirm we heard that you ratting

Your feins dying off them pills yo clientele tragic

Momma living by her self still gon put her in that mansion

If we ain't linkin ain't no texting left her ass on read

You ain't getting nothing off my body get that through your head

He tried and reached for my chain I took his instead

We always putting shit on my niggas trim to spin

We ain't miss the first time still gone spin again

Asking who i smoke feel like spinabenz

Just because you my panta folkz don't make you my ken

Could teach a nigga the ropes but he might fold in that jam