Just Another Day ft. Blaze1Sosa Lyrics

Need to get my grands up money motivated put your hands up

Slap one slap one why I slap two

Black yout just a nigga in a tracksuit

Got buu you be getting succ'd like a vacuum

Just strapped a fat zoot

And I just picked up this pretty chick with her lips done tryna act loose

Tryna hit that Mcdonalds bathroom

Do it like a G I ain't no gassed yout

Hit it in the cubicle I had to movin like a porn star

Becky want four and four

I tell my young G's to meet her by the corner store

Same shit different day fam

Just another score tryna get my money up fam

You can pay for bud or you can take a slug

Either way you can pay in blood

Shots by the liquor store feens say that cocaines so strong

That they don't wanna sniff nomore

A brick of Raw we got that Stardog and Haze

I ain't even got no rizla my yardies are still banging Sizla

Them yardies are still bangin Sizla

And police still tryna lock the kids up

Burner in the ride you'll get snatched out like brick top

Don't ask me what a brick cost

Round here your brains can get licked off

Doors can get kicked off niggaz let it ring until the clips hot

Got testers for a new shot just brought a new glock

Blaze1sosa Calzino when the tune drop?

The blocks too hot we stay heavy with it

Were some ghetto niggaz with that mic and the boombox

My young niggaz punch you in the face and take your jewels off

Don't forget the rest of the p's in the shoe box

Dry cry even tears

Even my heart cries but who cares

Who's fault no one but myself

Things do happen words can't explain

Dry cry even tears

Even my heart cries but who cares

Who's fault no one but myself

Things do happen words can't explain

Too much Remy in my cup

Six quid worth in dubs

On the phone to the plug

I need a box of that bud

I need the price on the low

Quick turnover then I'm up

My chicks parked round the back

I told my nigga I gotta go

I got the burner on the low

Cock it back and let it buss

Gang shit free bro

Got me screaming free my cuz

Dry cry before I ever let her go

And that's on God

I'm in the field with a squad

Best believe I'm on my job

All these flavors that I got

Smoking cali out the pot

Two zeds I gotta wash down the lot

Just took down a crop

Feel like I caught a jack in the box

My nigga spent three racks for the lot

Nigga what the fuck

Dry cry even tears

Even my heart cries but who cares

Who's fault no one but myself

Things do happen words can't explain

Dry cry even tears

Even my heart cries but who cares

Who's fault no one but myself

Things do happen words can't explain

Why does it have to be this way

Can't tell you go can't tell you to stay

Just one of those days

Just one of those days

Dry cry even tears

Even my heart cries but who cares

Who's fault no one but myself

Things do happen words can't explain

Dry cry even tears

Even my heart cries but who cares

Who's fault no one but myself

Things do happen words can't explain