Bad Day lyrics

[Intro]
Where the f*ck that lighter at?
Right here (Yeah, yeah)
You ready? (Ceg-ball trippin' on this one)
Come on, n*gga

[Chorus]
Alright let's do it (Alright let's do it), we gettin' paid like Baby and 'em (We gettin' paid like Baby and 'em)
n*ggas be thinkin' the drugs be havin' me trippin', that's really what's savin' them (Nah, that's really what's savin' them)
Gon' be a bad day somebody spill my cup, I don't wanna get out of my element (I don't wanna get out of my character)
b*tches be thinkin' a n*gga be dumb, why is this b*tch tryin' to tell mе she celibate? (Why is this b*tch tryin' to say that sh*t? Huh)
All of that rap cap sh*t bе irrelevant, I don't be makin' up sh*t in my songs (I don't be makin' up sh*t in my songs)
And I can name a few n*ggas I'm better than
Cash said, "Keep on goin', this rap sh*t easy" (Moe said, "Keep on goin'"), I'm puttin' the game in a choke (Keep on goin')
b*tches keep askin' me why I ain't broke (b*tches keep askin' me why I ain't broke)
Yeah, fly as hell, I just wear Rick Owen jeans and a dirty-ass Carhartt coat (Come on)

[Verse]
This my last day sippin' the drank, it be a minute, I quit on the Percs (It be a minute, I quit on the Percs)
I had to stay down and wait my time, it was a minute 'fore I came in first (It was a minute 'fore I came in first)
He need a feature, I need five thousand 'fore next summer, it's ten for a verse (Before next summer)
They always told me to kill 'em with kindness, nowadays I like to hit where it hurt (Nowadays, huh, huh)
I'm goin' up, n*ggas ain't stoppin' this sh*t
Humble but lately I'm poppin' this sh*t (Humble but lately I'm poppin' my sh*t)
n*gga, I'm doin' this sh*t for the fam, doin' this sh*t for my daughter and sh*t (Doin' this sh*t for my youngin)
I'm gettin' my life back in place, tryna get it in order and sh*t (Nah, come on)
I'ma get everything I ever wanted, I'm makin' enough to buy all of that sh*t (I'm makin' enough to buy all of that sh*t)
I can't go back
[Chorus]
Alright let's do it, we gettin' paid like Baby and 'em (We gettin' paid like Baby and 'em)
n*ggas be thinkin' the drugs be havin' me trippin', that's really what's savin' them (That's really what's savin' them)
Gon' be a bad day somebody spill my cup, I don't wanna get out of my element (I don't wanna get out of my character)
b*tches be thinkin' a n*gga be dumb, why is this b*tch tryin' to tell me she celibate? (Why is this b*tch tryin' to say that sh*t? Huh)
All of that rap cap sh*t be irrelevant, I don't be makin' up sh*t in my songs (I don't be makin' up sh*t in my songs)
And I can name a few n*ggas I'm better than
Cash said, "Keep on goin', this rap sh*t easy" (Moe said, "Keep on goin'"), I'm puttin' the game in a choke
b*tches keep askin' me why I ain't broke (b*tches keep askin' me why I ain't broke)
Yeah, fly as hell, I just wear Rick Owen jeans and a dirty-ass Carhartt coat (Come on)