Long Ass Day

It’s been ass day
Tell em
Its been ass day
Early morning wipe my eye boogers
Scoot my feet up in them slippers, I’m comfortable
Bill collectors calling tryna break a thugs mental
I dont sweater, naw my life ain’t like the huxatables
Same tuxedo in my closet since the 7th grade
Ain’t no Tim’s or J’s — I don’t have expensive taste
Well, I like expensive foods, wines, just to name a few
I swear I’m working round the clock just to make it through
My baby momma feed me when a nigga hungry
Im glad she got faith cause the city want me
First the east on me, then the world hear it
And I need it bad, cause we are parents
And you ever saw me do it, then its all apparent
Thats why I walk the streets like you all my children
My soap opera, proper, you are all witness
We so close to eating good, Imma prep the dishes
I’m lacing up my boots now
Bout to face this Pittsburgh winter
I seen a coup with the roof down
Those niggas ain’t no winners
Heading to the stu to lay some new sounds
I’m just tryna make that dinner
Then my homie hit me with a few pounds
I’m just tryna make that thinner
A young nigga fell on hard times
Like real — hard times
I just had to learn the ropes
Now I’m gonna climb
Momma worried — My reply was «It's all fine»
I just knew I had this talent for a long time
Niggas know its on, when its go time
I just had to have that grow time
Imma be there in no time