Still Breathing Lyrics

Uh, what a day, what a day

Shit ain't go the way a nigga planned, but I still won't complain A nigga still breathin', look up in the sky I know just who to thank

Hoes or the money, which one you gon' chase

Every move make or break

Go do it now, I don't think you should wait

Knock that shit out, get that shit out the way

Ayy, still huntin' like Goodwill Shorty say she done, I'm like, oh well

Got other hoes that I know will,

It ain't mean much that's how I feel,

They for the streets, what I say to myself

Need a bad little freak that know just when to dip

I go with the flow, don't do too much arranging

Set me a play then I might call a rain check

She accusing me, she a plaintiff

I be like, fuck it, what's next

I don't like to talk, I don't waste my breath

Get in my bag, then show up to collect

Like a half-brother, I step

Not too many real niggas left, if they watchin' me

They might know somethin

When it come to 12, I don't know nothin

I don't know what I know, just like a athlete

All I want is the pros,

Shorty wanna fuck real slow

I hit it real quick, then go back to the Stu

To keep me in balance, I juggle the two

Not a mechanic, but keep me a tool

They ain't got it, then I pity the fool

They wanna know what I know, I got motion

That's all they gon' know

I keep it subtle, but might leave a clue

Either you find it or don't, like

What a day, what a day

Shit ain't go the way a nigga planned, but I still won't complain

A nigga still breathin', look up in the sky

I know just who to thank

Hoes or the money, which one you gon' chase

Every move make or break

Go do it now, I don't think you should wait

Knock that shit out, get that shit out the way

Ayy, meanwhile, I been gettin' to the cake

Couple things went left, it ain't fuck up my day

Shorty on my neck, tryna get me on a date

Had to hit her back, tell her, nah, I'm straight

Sittin' in the jungle, tryna plan my escape

All these bitches do is take

And you know that shit nowhere near cheap

If you not workin', you probably won't eat

To get where I'm goin', you gotta compete

Shit,

I'm comin' for the top spot

I'm tryna blow like the gun cocked

Niggas get real buddy-buddy when the deals come

Sayin' that they knew it from the jump

It's a shame they think niggas really dumb

They was sayin' I ain't got it like that

They was sayin' I ain't poppin' like that

They was sayin' that I never would've profit off rap

Had I would've listened, I wouldn't be where I'm at

Ok

What a day, what a day

Shit ain't go the way a nigga planned, but I still won't complain

A nigga still breathing'

Look up in the sky, I know just who to thank

Hoes or the money, which one you gon' chase

Every move make or break

Go do it now, I don't think you should wait

Knock that shit out, get that shit out the way

Ayy

What a motherfuckin' day, man

What a motherfuckin' day, man