a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de same day - misty maestro

[verse 1]
5:46, sun rays hit my face
twin bed where i lay, barely wake
get another 15 fore the alarm clock rings
sh-t…

[verse 2]
slumping in the pavement
n0body adjacent
song on did a little dance with it
way you make me feel, michael jackson
wink at my reflection
self-‘xamination
always been a passion
dripping on my fung shui
till i realize that man in the mirror is a one-way
old lady looking for a minute d-mn it
thought i made her day but d-mn she lookin’ disgusted
push through the door, three corridors later
reach the ad man’s floor, punching in for paper
hi-five my boy he ignored it
started stretching
hoping n0body saw it
started stretching
hoping n0body saw it
looking up my boss, like f – c k
she says
face turn purple cause i violate
backbone don’t exist, ass tryna kiss
anything for that check, mate, ay
[chorus]
same day, every day, bussing down, know i’m late
same day, all day, working till i’m 50
payday, payday, saving for a vacay
mayday, mayday, is it finally friday?
this that everyday life sh-t
this that everyday life sh-t
this that everyday life sh-t

[verse 2]
lunch on a tray, lookin’ like i’m in a prison
he dressed all sl!ck, all up in my business
said he wanna move up to ‘nother bracket
rent a new car and date an actress
i’m just wondering what i had for breakfast
and do i even have to flower my cactus
ambition’s what i lack, said i wanna stack papers in my raps
guess i’m literally doin’ that, d-mn
6:44 way over fourth quarter
job done, ask my boi out for some fun
but he got a date, reservations at 8
i said “oh same, forgot, i must be runnin’ late”
swallowed my sigh and parted ways
one bed, two cans, pizza boxes, by the trash
getting late, light a reefer up, bless the room and pray
anything it takes, blow up on this mixtape
fresh shoes next to pile of clothes
now i’m home for the hungry man dinner
hair’s only thing going thinner
counting paper by the millimetre
upstairs, either s-x or jumping jacks
either way can’t relax
still slide 808s
fresh page, old ink
get the neighbours bangin’
she cute, he lame, khakis to his waist
who am i to say, i wear sweats all day!
[chorus]
same day, every day, bussing down, know i’m late
same day, all day, working till i’m 50
payday, payday, saving for a vacay
mayday, mayday, is it finally friday?
this that everyday life sh-t
this that everyday life sh-t
this that everyday life sh-t

- misty maestro

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS