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another day - t.y. lyrics

[intro]
it’s like i wake up every morning to another death oh well the way the police see it, it’s just another less and i ain’t depressed i’m just ventin’, other stress

[verse 1]
it’s like i wake up every morning to another death oh well the way the police see it, it’s just another less and i ain’t depressed i’m just ventin’, other stress, everything feels sorted till i’m in some other mess and that’s the life that i’m livin’, why’s mommy think i keep takin’, knives out the kitchen? trust me if you got life you’d be snitchin’, so step with something sharp and its a price that you riskin’

[verse 2]
in the ends you either stabbed or gunned up so i don’t want friends i just wanna get my funds up, stress f*ckin’, with my head i’m used to being numbed up, you can hold smoke like how this cali gets bunned up, my head’s f*cked and if i spoke what i thought you’d ‘prolly start to think, weed helps me focus but i’ve never really thought to drink, see how i can write story puttin’, thought to ink, think is your mom nice before you go and draw the ting

[verse 3]
’cause these n*ggas wanna party, i wanna get rich, i’m focused on lizzy while you tryna be on the guest list i’m [?] like jamie oliver’s best dish, feelin’, like i’m livin’, that power episode from netflix, if you wanna hear some real sh*t then n*gga check this, i lived a life that isn’t nice so my ex left quick, i’m just tryna’, stay above the milk like some nesquik,’cause i never really know how far away that death is

[chorus]
i’m an anti*social yute i never took the easy route, so i roll anotha’, zoot and then i blow it like a flute, i be smokin’, five a day and i ain’t talkin’, ’bout some food, life’s a game it’s how you play it and i ain’t talkin’, bout kahoot, ‘ion trust a n*gga, got to watch where i step ’cause this life either get’s you in jail or dead, i’m music focused now, i’m used to baggin’, up a zed emotions ripping through my head, i hope your deepin’, what i said

[verse 4]
i did some time in a cell for some sh*t i didn’t do, mom couldn’t look me in the eyes but mom i couldn’t look at you, behind bars lookin’, like the son she never knew but i don’t think she knows that i do this all for you, ever since i’ve been out that cell i stuck to music like some glue and every track that i drop is gettin’, colder like the flu i ain’t cadet, i’m an underrated legend, man’s new and when they hear me on the track they’re like who?

[ending verse]
i be startin’, every day with a wake’ n bake then it’s back to the roads ‘cah i’m tryna get my paper straight, no kit*kat mom says that i should take a brake, how can i sit on my ass when n*gga i got dreams to chase, it’s f*cked, everyone thinks i’m a bad yute, ’cause i got shh and a pack up in this track suit, is it ’cause i’m quite tall or i got dreads too, it seems to me everything black is some bad news, i’m tryna share to these yutes, see the bigger picture, ’cause a n*ggas life ain’t exactly what you see on insta, all i know is roll the roach and smoke the rizzla’, love my fam, i ride if you lay your hand on my sister, you ain’t got a penny to your name so how you gonna’, chat, bullsh*tin’, in a track when you never in the trap, how you gonna’, bail me you haven’t checked on me in time, no time for them n*ggas get the d*ck head of my line

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