"Another Day" lyrics
My nigga Johnny got another one
FTP, sheesh
Yeah
Got a call from the plug
Time to run a play
Tell em not I need a dub
And it's on the way
Everything is understood
Ain't shit to say
We've been balling for a while
Bitch I'm here to stay
Another day Another 10
On the touchdown
They was sleeping on me then
But we up now
All the hoes that wanna D, wanna fuck now
I just made another 10 for the sun down
To tell the truth
Ion care bout your fuckin name
I was fuckin bad hoes
Way before the fame
We was really getting to it
Now the money came
Trap money rap money
Now it's all the same
They know we been eating good
Since the bread came
Fuckin on a thick bitch
Broke the bed frame
Know a couple dumb hoes
With the best brain
Fuckin on a hood bitch
With a set name
You know Ima play my cards
How the fuck I want
Don't need a book, that's yo bitch
I'm the one she want, made her look
Who you Liam Neeson to the bitch
She getting took
Bro I think this bitch trippin
Tryna get her man book
What the fuck we gettin on tho
I just hit somebody bitch
Who in the wrong tho?
You the middle man bundles
They would all go
I was switching up the numbers like I'm rondo
Pay attention when I'm talking
You can learn sum
You want to get a bag go and earn one
New leafs on a branch had to turn some
Oh you want to be respected
Go and earn some
Really I just get laughing when I hear the cap
Boy even Stevie Wonder coulda seen tha
They feel me everytime cus I speak facts
We really getting money
We don't need rap
I be sliding on the road
With the seat back
She know what it is when I lean back
Fuck everybody hatin'
Man I mean that
They try play it cool but I seen that
Knew the truth from the jump
And I know it still
We don't worry bout the fake
Cus we know the real
I ain't even got to say it cus she know the deal
And what she won't do, I bet her sister will
That's on the real
FTP, sheesh
Yeah
Got a call from the plug
Time to run a play
Tell em not I need a dub
And it's on the way
Everything is understood
Ain't shit to say
We've been balling for a while
Bitch I'm here to stay
Another day Another 10
On the touchdown
They was sleeping on me then
But we up now
All the hoes that wanna D, wanna fuck now
I just made another 10 for the sun down
To tell the truth
Ion care bout your fuckin name
I was fuckin bad hoes
Way before the fame
We was really getting to it
Now the money came
Trap money rap money
Now it's all the same
They know we been eating good
Since the bread came
Fuckin on a thick bitch
Broke the bed frame
Know a couple dumb hoes
With the best brain
Fuckin on a hood bitch
With a set name
You know Ima play my cards
How the fuck I want
Don't need a book, that's yo bitch
I'm the one she want, made her look
Who you Liam Neeson to the bitch
She getting took
Bro I think this bitch trippin
Tryna get her man book
What the fuck we gettin on tho
I just hit somebody bitch
Who in the wrong tho?
You the middle man bundles
They would all go
I was switching up the numbers like I'm rondo
Pay attention when I'm talking
You can learn sum
You want to get a bag go and earn one
New leafs on a branch had to turn some
Oh you want to be respected
Go and earn some
Really I just get laughing when I hear the cap
Boy even Stevie Wonder coulda seen tha
They feel me everytime cus I speak facts
We really getting money
We don't need rap
I be sliding on the road
With the seat back
She know what it is when I lean back
Fuck everybody hatin'
Man I mean that
They try play it cool but I seen that
Knew the truth from the jump
And I know it still
We don't worry bout the fake
Cus we know the real
I ain't even got to say it cus she know the deal
And what she won't do, I bet her sister will
That's on the real
Writer(s): Spencer Townsend
