Just Another Day
[Chorus: Chilly Boi]
Let it go, let it go, drop it down low
Got the club lit, and we let it show
Pour another cup, damn, I start to fade
Roll up with the homies, just another day
[Verse 1: AK]
Don’t wanna catch a fade, ‘less they had it comin'
Had to elevate from what I was becoming
Livin' day to day, 'til I reach 100
Tryna have it made by the age of 20
Hope I see the day that I leave my humble dungeon
Tryna get away from these easy comings
Lemme get a number eight, I’m on an empty stomach
Feel like bird of prey, how I got 'em running
[Chorus: Chilly Boi]
Let it go, let it go, drop it down low
Got the club lit, and we let it show
Pour another cup, damn, I start to fade
Roll up with the homies, just another day
[Bridge: AK & Chilly Boi]
I'ma get the gold n put it on me
Just another day
Tell 'em how you feelin' if you want it
Just another day
It’s written on walls of the street corners
Just another day
[Verse 2: Chilly Boi]
Shawty want a bust down, I bust back
I ain’t got enough now, that shit wack
You want my style, nah, that what you lack
Come on homie, you don’t know me like that
I been poppin' since Kenyon Martin got drafted to the League
Bitches stay flockin' guess it good for self esteem
Please, get the fuck off my D
See, this exactly what I mean
This shit hot picante, wake 'em up like latte
Put on for my city, runnin' point Dejounte
Mama told me always put myself first
Used to do different, I guess the lesson learned
[Chorus: Chilly Boi]
Let it go, let it go, drop it down low
Got the club lit, and we let it show
Pour another cup, damn, I start to fade
Roll up with the homies, just another day
[Bridge: AK & Chilly Boi]
I'ma get the gold n put it on me
Just another day
Tell 'em how you feelin' if you want it
Just another day
It’s written on walls of the street corners
Just another day
Let it go, let it go, drop it down low
Got the club lit, and we let it show
Pour another cup, damn, I start to fade
Roll up with the homies, just another day
[Verse 1: AK]
Don’t wanna catch a fade, ‘less they had it comin'
Had to elevate from what I was becoming
Livin' day to day, 'til I reach 100
Tryna have it made by the age of 20
Hope I see the day that I leave my humble dungeon
Tryna get away from these easy comings
Lemme get a number eight, I’m on an empty stomach
Feel like bird of prey, how I got 'em running
[Chorus: Chilly Boi]
Let it go, let it go, drop it down low
Got the club lit, and we let it show
Pour another cup, damn, I start to fade
Roll up with the homies, just another day
[Bridge: AK & Chilly Boi]
I'ma get the gold n put it on me
Just another day
Tell 'em how you feelin' if you want it
Just another day
It’s written on walls of the street corners
Just another day
[Verse 2: Chilly Boi]
Shawty want a bust down, I bust back
I ain’t got enough now, that shit wack
You want my style, nah, that what you lack
Come on homie, you don’t know me like that
I been poppin' since Kenyon Martin got drafted to the League
Bitches stay flockin' guess it good for self esteem
Please, get the fuck off my D
See, this exactly what I mean
This shit hot picante, wake 'em up like latte
Put on for my city, runnin' point Dejounte
Mama told me always put myself first
Used to do different, I guess the lesson learned
[Chorus: Chilly Boi]
Let it go, let it go, drop it down low
Got the club lit, and we let it show
Pour another cup, damn, I start to fade
Roll up with the homies, just another day
[Bridge: AK & Chilly Boi]
I'ma get the gold n put it on me
Just another day
Tell 'em how you feelin' if you want it
Just another day
It’s written on walls of the street corners
Just another day