Dayone Lyrics
Hook:
Day one, people, are you ever see around a nigga?
Leeches and the snakes trying to drown a nigga!
Them sharks in the water where you found them, nigga
Graduating from the bullshit... a nigga
East London with the pocket full of pounds, nigga
Back home niggas letting off for rounds, nigga
Thank the Lord every day for my blessings
What don't kill you, make you strong, and here's the lesson, yeah!
Pint of Jack, feel for Remy
Where I'm from, niggas drink until the bottle's empty.
Where I'm from, niggas shooting like their name was Keny
The jet swift with a death wish
Moving way, dead live
Them laws been a... never said shit!
Told my nigga, watch that bitch you share your bed with
If you get locked away, she give a head quick!
Popping ass bitches never play their role (no! )
Popping ass bitches when the money fall
Watch that hoe tricking when the money go
Let a nigga be, buzz around a honeycomb.
Hook:
Day one, people, are you ever see around a nigga?
Leeches and the snakes trying to drown a nigga!
Them sharks in the water where you found them, nigga
Graduating from the bullshit... a nigga
East London with the pocket full of pounds, nigga
Back home niggas letting off for rounds, nigga
Thank the Lord every day for my blessings
What don't kill you, make you strong, and here's the lesson, yeah!
I get on, I need the most high
Keep getting me by
While real niggas die
Sometimes still breathing on!
Married to the game, throw rice for a nigga
Devil on my soul, like no price for it, nigga!
It seems like the truth comes with a pint full of liquor
Every Monday night sing right with the nigga.
Listen to the Gospel, ghetto apostle
Life is a bitch, I'mma throw her in a brothel.
Cause if you're getting fucked, you gonna pay for it
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Cause I'm quitting on my spot, niggas wait for me!
Hook:
Day one, people, are you ever see around a nigga?
Leeches and the snakes trying to drown a nigga!
Them sharks in the water where you found them, nigga
Graduating from the bullshit... a nigga
East London with the pocket full of pounds, nigga
Back home niggas letting off for rounds, nigga
Thank the Lord every day for my blessings
What don't kill you, make you strong, and here's the lesson, yeah!
I get on, I need the most high
Keep getting me by
While real niggas die
Sometimes still breathing on!
