Like a late bomb bomb in Islam, I think I'm 'bout to blow up
Codeine in Sprite, I think I'm 'bout to pour up
Drinking all night, I think I'm 'bout to throw up
I just lost my mom, I think it's time to grow up
Shine all summer 'cause we grind all winter
Alphabet pastas, MCs for dinner
Michael Wave rappers, popcorn n***as
I turn the heat up and get to popping on n***as
Never asked for nothing, if I want it, I'mma get it
The pump in my lap just in case I might need it
I pull up to the trap, I just came through to say, 'What's up?'
And make sure my n***as still breathing
I'm out the hood for good, I'm never going back
I'm eating, I can see my stomach getting fat
I'm a beast on this street, I came a long way from a young stray
But every dog has his motherf**ing day
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Every dog has his motherf**ing day
Today just might be my lucky day
It just might be your lucky
Sinister with the lyrics, a chemist as wide as this
I'm in it to get the pack, no innocence, I'm a k**er
Been in this since I was little, pitbull, gorilla
Skip school for Skrilla, growing up in the illa
Soon as I set foot in the booth it's 9/11
When I'm searching for truth I go to reverend
I lead, I don't follow these sheep so I'm a shepherd
Mama say gotta make it today 'cause time is precious
You only live once but me I'm on my second casket
an*lyze, but dogs, they go to heaven
I never leave out of my house without my weapon
And even if I got a studio session with a motherf**ing day
Every dog has a motherf**ing day, you feel me
Today just might be your lucky day
It just might be my lucky day
It just might be your lucky day
It just might be my lucky day