One Uh Those Days

I can't wait to quit this f**kin' job

Light up my cigarette

Exhale the negativity and hop on to the bus

I'm stinkin' like some french fries

I'm thirsty I'm tired

Tomorrow I might cuss my boss out and get fired

Sittin' in the corner mindin' my business

The f**k this bitch lookin' at

I know she hella trippin'

F**k you lookin' at

Got nothin' better to do

Than start problems on public transportation

What a pathetic existence

She's doggin' with persistence uh

This bitch is comin' up to me

Girl you don't wanna f**k with me

Waste no time post up blows thrown

The shit you gotta deal

With in the big city just tryin' to go home

What a shitty day can't wait to hit my sheets

I can't wait to get my car

I'm f**kin' tired of these streets

I'm f**kin' sick of this f**kin' bullshit

Yo today been hella breezy receivin' hella tips

Next customer in line

I can't believe it's that bitch oh hell no

I gotta be professional

So I ain't poppin' off

But don't trip I'll put

That special in that extra special sauce hoe

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Hope I don't go back to slangin' yayo

Roll a dollar about to head up to drayo's

Never had to lay low

Always had a halo

Plus I got a bitch to suck my dick when I say so

And ayo

The f**k

This nigga hit me up out the side of his truck

I'm like what

Nigga this midtown

Bust a U-Turn if you really wanna get down

Oh shit he really 'bout to turn around

Hol' up

Let me turn my music d- I said, say my nigga

Oh shit he pullin' out the hammer

A left minded home I was in my pajamas

See I woke up late

Realized I hadn't ate

Went to my favorite place and thought

That I would be straight

I hop back in my whip tried to run the nigga over

Hopin' that he didn't see the plates on the rover

Made a right on Cloverdale then a left

Parked in the driveway then ran up the steps

I grabbed my piece hopped back in the streets

I know this young motherf**ker

Don't really want beef

Look I'm 30 something

Still down to murder something

But when I stopped to think about it

It was all over nothing

So f**k it

I'm about to head to the crib

Then aww shit

Look who it is

I know this motherf**ker ain't really gettin' tacos

I parked in the red grabbed my shit and I walked slow

Right up behind him

I put my gun in his back

I said yeah my nigga

What was up with all of that

F**k what you wanna do this what you gonna do

Hands in your pocket

Keep your eyeballs in front of you

Then this lady came

And kissed him on the cheek

He said hi mom

And then they both start to speak

I said ah shit this young punk

He gangbangin'

When he 'bout to meet his mama for lunch

The line for the tacos was long anyways

So I walked off laughin'

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