Another Day,

[Verse 1: D'Shaun]

Niggas hated on me
Never prayed for me
But I stayed in it
And I stayed hungry

People switched on me
And they flipped on me
Lot of acting niggas flipped
The script on me

But I stayed down
Never laid down
Niggas been down
In the Benz now

Gotta see me
No tints now
I'ma do this shit
Till my ends out

Till my ends out
And my friends up
My niggas need it
No doubt

My mug on
And my head faded
Don't even reach
For no dap

I'm 7, 7, 7
Cross the board
They could never
Feed me no krap

I'm racing racing
Nigga money chasing
These lil niggas
Getting lapped

Uh

I been on a roll like Brunswick, ahhhh
My youngin rolling round
With the drumstick
Ooh

Niggas throw jabs
Like punch kick mmm
Till I pull up on his ass
Like fuck this who

Beating on my chest yeah
Ric Flair flair
The mall by ya bitch crib
Boy I been there

I don't fight, rap, smoke, or even play fair
Boy you know I'm from the streets & we could take it there

Young nigga been thuggin since Take Care
You was picking up ya baby from the daycare

I was robbing just deciding on the face-wear
On my lap was a strap & a face there, uh
Now I'm back rapping on my Jay shit
Pair of Jordan 17s for the day shift

I hit the booth and
I must wear Asics
I run this bitch
Like relay races uh

As far rap goes he ain't natural
As far Trap goes did that bro
As far as guns go we was T2
Terminate a Terminator with the heat fool, uh

These niggas fishy like seafood
I 'ont trust this dude or his whole crew
Ran up on his baby momma at the Whole Foods
Said the baby wasn't yours and she told you

But you a rap star and you sell dirt
My boy a trap star and he sell work
I seen this nigga in the club in a t-shirt
Then he hit me on my phone said he need work, ha

These niggas funny brah they must be on that Chris Rock
Your niggas phony if they told you that that shit hot

Playing with the house money my life story
Always had a alibi when they pressed on me
I was hella hella down when they pressed homie
When the Feds did a sweep & they swept homie

I was still on the grind niggas slept on me
Should've placed all the big big bets on me

Now it's all prime rib with the
Steamed broccoli
Hit her line and she ride
Like Kawasaki

How the fuck white girls
Call a nigga Papi
Got her playing on my ice
& she ain't heard of hockey

Where I'm from niggas
Never stress about a bitch
Or what another nigga think
That won't get you rich

Stopped talking on the phone
Ain't tryna get pinched
Keep a glove for the bat
Like a nigga pitch

Brah I still be on that east
MLK shit
Same boys I rolled with
Finna get rich

Still off Montana
Nigga no French
Country nigga, Eating scrambled eggs
& Cheese grits (WHOOO)

[Hook]

Another day another hustle
Keep the piece like a puzzle
Another day another hustle, uh
Tryna make it out the struggle,

I'ma need it all yeah yeah
Niggas tryna ball yeah yeah
I'ma need it all yeah yeah
& you don't have to call yeah yeah