A Day In The Life

Yeah, yeah—
Ayy, wake up, same shit, different day,
Tryna make a pound flip, tryna make a way.
I don’t rap for the clout, I don’t cap what I say,
Everything I spit real, I don’t live for display.
(Verse 1)
Ayy, kettle still whistlin’, tea still brew,
Mum’s still stressin’ ‘bout the rent, what’s new?
Phone still ringin’, that’s the line on move,
Told bro “lay low” ‘cause the jakes in view.
Nike on the tracksuit, creps stay clean,
Still keep a flicky, can’t get caught lean.
I was out late, tryna double my cream,
While the fed cars circle like vultures, keen.
No role models, just trappers and fiends,
Tryna make mills, I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout dreams.
Ayy, I seen man fold over small lil’ beef,
Seen man switch sides for a slice of the cheese.
(Pre-Chorus)
But that’s life, innit?
Roll with the punches, go fight, innit?
Broke days had me on my grind, innit?
Now the same ones hatin’ on my shine, innit?
(Chorus)
Day in the life, what you know ‘bout that?
Packs get flipped, gotta watch your back.
Tryna get rich, no time to lack,
Big drip on me, I ain’t talkin’ tap.
Day in the life, what you know ‘bout stress?
Mum’s still prayin’ while I chase these checks.
I was out on the road, had to take those steps,
Now it’s flights OT, I don’t break no sweat.
(Verse 2)
Ayy, used to count coins, now we count them bands,
I was broke as fuck, had to switch my plans.
Told bro, “Stay solid, don’t fold on man,”
Now we eat so good, need a Michelin stamp.
Hood taught lessons that school could never,
Cold nights turn you to a real go-getter.
Trap line ringin’ off, no love letters,
Had to run that up, made the stack look better.
Still move low-key, no face, no case,
Still keep one eye on the jakes, just in case.
Still keep my circle tight, no snakes,
‘Cause man’ll do you dirty for a slice of the cake.
(Pre-Chorus)
But that’s life, innit?
Roll with the punches, go fight, innit?
Broke days had me on my grind, innit?
Now the same ones hatin’ on my shine, innit?
(Chorus)
Day in the life, what you know ‘bout that?
Packs get flipped, gotta watch your back.
Tryna get rich, no time to lack,
Big drip on me, I ain’t talkin’ tap.
Day in the life, what you know ‘bout stress?
Mum’s still prayin’ while I chase these checks.
I was out on the road, had to take those steps,
Now it’s flights OT, I don’t break no sweat.
(Outro)
Yeah, same shit, different day…
Tryna make pounds flip, tryna make a way.
I don’t rap for the clout, I don’t cap what I say,
Everything I spit real, I don’t live for display.

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