Daily Bread Pt. 3

[Intro]
Word
Shoutout to all my niggas that’s mother fucking getting this work done
Legally or illegally
You know what I mean
Hustlers never die, you feel me
And that’s the difference between hustlers and starvers
Hoop

[Verse 1]
My cuzzo just counted all the money
Put it in the same bag them Brinks niggas use
Then zoomed in an Audi just to cop him some shoes
Had a whole pack on him and he still had room
He took fifty thousand out and tried to give it to me
I turned it down quickly
He said “You not gonna get far in this fucking rap shit without this”
“And you don’t have to pay it back”
“Take this shit now and go make you a track”
I’m like naw, he pulled off as his gun click-clack
He was planning to shoot some nigga that owed him revenue
He had shipments from other countries, nobody never knew
Laid low for a while
Came back [?] with a big ass smile
His baby just graduated from kindergarten
To celebrate that he went to Benihana’s
Came back on the block later that night
Asked me to come with him to take a flight
Out to see Jomo the prophet at a disclosed site
He came and picked my ass up
I was posted at a Dino Bite
That shit was on the ocean
This nigga Jomo really living
He had horses come and get us
We get there and there’s chicks greeting us with blunts and some OG
Smoked all that shit and asked for some more weed
Jomo looked happy as shit, he didn’t say a word
Pulled out a cool million “These niggas get on my nerves”
He said “Vic I can’t spend all this money by myself”
“All Imma do is buy guns for the shelf”
I said naw but the shit was tempting
On the road trip with my pockets empty
I don’t really need no sympathy
These niggas trying to help but I can make it happen on my own terms
Not taking it is making my soul burn
I sit there and watch niggas talk strong business
They coulda did what they did over the phone
And I could’ve stayed home
Jomo didn’t have good reception on the island
We met face to face instead of talking long distance
Niggas living every time you see him
He be in some nice ass whips, even I wanted to be him
Them niggas laughing, I don’t wanna play with niggas
I guess it’s really the same shit different day for niggas

[Outro]
Same shit different day for niggas
So I blaze up, sit back and just pray for niggas
Y’mean
To all my niggas that’s out here
Getting shit done by the boatload
(Same shit different day for niggas)
Word
(So I blaze up, sit back and just pray for niggas)
Ya feel me
Nigga should just wake up and go get it
By any means necessary
(Same shit different day for niggas)
(So I blaze up, sit back and just pray for niggas)
Y’mean I’m just trying to understand why niggas don’t hustle
(Same shit different day for niggas)
(So I blaze up, sit back and just pray for niggas)
You feel me
Hope you niggas have a safe life you feel me
I hope niggas hit me up when they land you feel me
Just trying to understand logic behind lazy people
You feel me
There’s people out there just dodging the boys
Taking hella risks you feel me
To get that bread you feel me
On the daily you feel me
But fuck it though