There'll come a day When I won't feel like this I'll find my way There'll come a day There'll come a day There'll come a day I won't lose faith I'
makin money cuz it's cursed. Makin money makes a difference day by day So I gotta stay paid, no doubt. Day in and day out. This life is like a vicious
light So if the head right I'll be there err night Err night like a playoff game You hard working haters take a day off man We the what? [DJ Khaled:] (
a virgin the day that they met so on his birthday he got a gift he'll never forget females were jealous, but they still calling him cute first day of
CritiCal's gettin married) He's a gonna S' cool, he'll be all happy (sure) About to be a daddy (ohh) It's a white wedding day Yo Cap, get your cups,
, responsibility is like a four letter word, they say they told me something, I'll say I never heard, forget growing up, I'll be a kid instead, because
fortunate part Is there a guarantee To where we'll be As time pass on One of us passive progressive The other mad calm Combine a hundred rhymes Swollen Members Black Magic Tour bus, a
a.k.a. [BT/Tariq Trotter] Well um, Black Thought from The Roots y'all [?uestion/Ahmir Thompson] Mr. Simmons, a.k.a. [AJ/Joseph Simmons] A.J. Shine, The
You read the letter, bar is naked on my sweater Four hundred and better, tell 'em, hate cash cheddar Sittin on a beretta, niggas ain't seein this Wish upon a
light and y'all get the red light So if the head right I'll be there every night Every night like a playoff game You hard workin' haters take a day
i ain't got to get a room i don't get one I could hit you in the car and it'll be just as fun There's six lil letters that describe you hoe I could sing
' still 'cause a *** used to *** If pockets low I'll let ya know, don't turn around A hair trigger that'll bust, don't make a sound I'mma tell ya what
's like someone flipped a switch A front porch light and a blue Desoto A couple of straws and a Coca-Cola, you can see it all going down A handsome boy
right by my side She's a tryin' a hide pretendin' she don't know me I's out there paintin' on the old wood shed When a can a black paint it fell on my
coming Out mining a slippery world Of snow covered beaches, junkyards of diesel And bombers named after girls On bridges of black ice not built for the rush There's a
blessin' and the skills on the mic Five years we know there's no diggity Free at last see the light in me What goes up must come down I'll be around
You gotta make a choice, is it right or left All my 74, put down a real meeting Busting the motherfucking gun out In case a nigga run up, keep a nigga
