TGZ (Long Day) Lyrics

Uh I had a long day Uh I had a long day

I had a long day Crash out right here beside me don't rub him

the wrong way

Take Backstreet's only don't care if it's the long way

Made seven in a week but I did it the strong way

I know he a bitch I don't care what his songs say

I put the men on keep that bread in the circle

Put your trust in that bitch and I swear she gon' hurt you

Got two straps on me I'm feelin' like Urkle

Gotta crash out demon he ready to murk you

I can't even lie nigga been through some pain

This shit for the money nigga fuck the fame

Do whatever for clout these niggas be lame

I'm a lion in the jungle I can't be tamed

Spittin' heat in the booth the mic gettin' flamed

This shit gettin' cooked keep buyin' new whips mama think I'm a crook

Damn put my dogs on yo ass they really get vicious

Got kicked out the circle I found him suspicious

You say dats yo shooter but I seen straight misses

Shorty ate up the dick she said it's delicious

My bitch so bad steady givin' me kisses

Nigga your nigga's broke need to get to enlisting

My money got buffed like it play for the pistons

She keep askin' what's wrong she said that I'm distant

I had a long day Crash out right here beside me don't rub him

the wrong way

Take Backstreet's only don't care if it's the long way

Made seven in a week but I did it the strong way

I know he a bitch I don't care what his songs say

I put the men on keep that bread in the circle

Put your trust in that bitch and I swear she gon' hurt you

Got two straps on me I'm feelin' like Urkle

I had a long day Crash out right here beside me don't rub him

the wrong way

Take Backstreet's only don't care if it's the long way

Made seven in a week but I did it the strong way

I know he a bitch I don't care what his songs say

I put the men on keep that bread in the circle

Put your trust in that bitch and I swear she gon' hurt you

Got two straps on me I'm feelin' like Urkle

Can't come over here nigga this shit restricted

He ain't PAY attention his brain's got EVICTED

Nigga life so fake I know that it's scripted

You think that's your bitch she tellin' me all of the T like lipton

The trap like a gym we in there flippin

Got in that jam he in there tippin

I know I'm a nigga but look what I'm whippin

Like a manager A really stay with equipment

I had a long day Crash out right here beside me don't rub him

the wrong way

Take Backstreet's only don't care if it's the long way

Made seven in a week but I did it the strong way

I know he a bitch I don't care what his songs say

I put the men on keep that bread in the circle

Put your trust in that bitch and I swear she gon' hurt you

Got two straps on me I'm feelin' like Urkle