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Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Mason Armon Capel
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Steve Price Jr
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Rashad Mcbryde
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Ahmad Henderson
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Lyrics
Feeling like today ain't my day
I ain't got no time for feelings
Trying to get it
Bitch I'm right back to the block
Showing love to all my ****
And it's fuck you to the opps
I don't want no conversation
Unless you outchea trying to shop
I'm just trying to stay in my lane
Swear I'm losing all my patience
Paper chasing
Then it's right back to the gwuap
Smoke a blunt for all my demons
**** I done lost a lot
Bitch I started from the bottom
Now it's right back to the
At times I would wake up
With murder on my mind
On my serving I'm behind
Owe some money so I got to act like
Surgeons on my line
You call me I got it
We got all of the product
And we calling the shots
Might as well call us some shottas
We keep all of it proper
I'm a Don but look
Don't ever call me Don Dada
Hope you know I'm a shooter
I was sleep while they looting
If I want it, I'll take it
And if need be I'm shooting
On a bad day I might wake up
With seven G's and some shake bruh
Glock loaded might take something
Just a Ville **** trying to shake something
Just a hustler trying make something
Out of nothing so it's gone take something
Won't act like broke ain't nothing
So the morning time
I might wake something
So you know
Feeling like today ain't my day
I ain't got no time for feelings
Trying to get it
Bitch I'm right back to the block
Showing love to all my ****
And it's fuck you to the opps
I don't want no conversation
Unless you outchea trying to shop
I'm just trying to stay in my lane
Swear I'm losing all my patience
Paper chasing
Then it's right back to the gwuap
Smoke a blunt for all my demons
**** I done lost a lot
Bitch I started from the bottom
Now it's right back to the
Lil baby know that I'm a
Bad mother kill that noise
I ain't no lil ass boy
This dick so good she trying to fill that void
You know that money
Keeping em swarming like bees to honey
Only thing I want is them
Secrets you keeping from me
I peep it
I just might hit it from the side
And call it T-bone
Now she got my tee on
That bitch is feeling reborn
I don't care who king of the castle
They getting dethroned
To infinity and beyond
These **** peons
I shine like neon, lights flashing
Mike Jackson when this mic passing
Word to Tito
We shouldn't even call it a ego
He really like that
Deebo with the bars
Come get your bike back
I might snap
Feeling like today ain't my day
I ain't got no time for feelings
Trying to get it
Bitch I'm right back to the block
Showing love to all my ****
And it's fuck you to the opps
I don't want no conversation
Unless you outchea trying to shop
I'm just trying to stay in my lane
Swear I'm losing all my patience
Paper chasing
Then it's right back to the gwuap
Smoke a blunt for all my demons
**** I done lost a lot
Bitch I started from the bottom
Now it's right back to the
We posted
Glock on me it's loaded
To these streets I am devoted
Earned my rank like I'm promoted
Bitch you know it
Never folded
Stacking paper like it's growing
Put my homies in the game
They like damn bruh out there coaching
Don't approach me
On the block like Giannis ****
In my designer ****
If u need it from me come find me ****
Got loud and that quiet ****
I'm in the pines ****
Stick on me like a blind ****
Let a **** try to act up
With this kickback it recline ****
I ain't lying ****
Trap house been jumping for years
Still in its prime ****
If it ain't about the money
I just ain't got time ****
And that's facts though no cap hoe
God couldn't stop this cash flow
Y'all in trouble like Hasbro
Keep a forty on my apparel
Don't be scared ho
Feeling like today ain't my day
I ain't got no time for feelings
Trying to get it
Bitch I'm right back to the block
Showing love to all my ****
And it's fuck you to the opps
I don't want no conversation
Unless you outchea trying to shop
I'm just trying to stay in my lane
Swear I'm losing all my patience
Paper chasing
Then it's right back to the gwuap
Smoke a blunt for all my demons
**** I done lost a lot
Bitch I started from the bottom
Now it's right back to the
Written by: Ahmad Henderson, Mason Armon Capel, Rashad Mcbryde, Steve Price Jr
