"Another Day, Pt. 2" lyrics

Man
Shit I might have to bring the Vette back out
Orange seats and shit
Take the scenic route
Top off and shit
Take it back to memory lane though
(Aye aye aye aye)
Parked the rental in the garage
Find me a tuck
Prayin' for change
In the kitchen baggin' it up
She hittin' the blade I'm pickin' it up
My heart was cold
My mind was stuck (damn)
Fuck
Another day in it could have been my last
Made a lot of money but I blew through it fast
I lost a lot of friends and it hurt me bad
Sometimes I wonder how I still spit on these tracks (damn)

Another day in the City
Aye aye aye aye
Another day in the City
Another day, another day, aye aye
Another day in the City
Another day, another day, aye aye

Another day in the kitchen
Can't be waitin' on the nigga
All the things we was riskin'
Made my vision way bigger
Rock with modified glizzy's
I emerged from the trenches
Man I kept hearin' somethin'
It was birds in the kitchen (numbers)
Thinkin bout T Wood
Another night on the road
Pray to God I make it safe with these mofuckin' bows
Trickin' on a bitch nigga playin' with your nose
Man I made it out smooth
Not a stain on my clothes
She was at a outcall
Hit the safe for a 40
Told her take everything but she can leave the nigga Rollie
Man we lived a wild life
I know niggas that done folded
I been rockin' by myself
How you gone say I owe you (wow)

Another day in the City
Aye aye aye aye
Another day in the City
Another day, another day, aye aye
Another day in the City
Another day, another day, aye aye