Life, a day in the life,
we just trying to live,
that's life, that's life,
we just trying to live, to me, yeah
We don't got much to give,
we just trying to live,
a bad day in the life,
know what time it is
Cause stepping to your pimp
can make you flip your wig,
you even struggle by yourself
for trying to feed your kids
My life's distorted,
making me wish I was aborted,
do or die, fuck suicide,
my moms can't afford it
It's backwards, like a fitted hat
Shit is whack, can't probably walk a mile
in my shoes and give them back
My insoles ripped in half,
white clothes is getting black
I'm doing this and that,
and getting paid
Chicken scratch while I'm spitting rap,
to keep the mind state intact
The weed helped make it a
zip pack like gym hats
See I remember when school began,
no one was hooligans
I didn't run with Nergens Records,
yo, I knew him well
And I can count on my friends, two of them
Left an d right pits,
the lessons I learned was priceless
Yo, you win some, you lose some
You take the wrong with the right shit
Always a crisis, that's that life shit
Ain't nobody got to like it
I believe I didn't,
but giving up's forbidden
I'm stressed but still living
We don't got much to give,
we just trying to live
A bad day in the life,
you know what time it is
Cause stepping to your biz
can make you flip your wig
You even struggle by yourself
for trying to feed your kids
We ain't got much to give,
we just trying to live
A bad day in the life,
you know what time it is
Cause stepping to your biz
can make you flip your wig
You even struggle by yourself
for trying to feed your kid
Word to God, the next couple of years,
we even odd
I went from momma's little boy
to look boy, you need a job
By now, I'm seeing broads
with no pride whatsoever
But they ain't seeing me,
the situation got no better
Most definitely,
this MC was under pressure
Evidently,
I had to make a bigger effort
You comprehend me,
simply, I'm living dingy
The world ain't friendly,
it's against me
So Monday through Friday, I would survive
Do 95, about working the 9 -to -5
If you wasn't talking real loot,
I couldn't feel you
Barbecue and mildew,
nigga, the light bills due
I can't be sitting in the dark
like the first Jurassic Park
I'd rather let the shoddy sparks
do my body parts
Thing that really aggravates
is that I had to wait
All year before they said I
wouldn't graduate
Damn, moms kicked me out
I lost my job
My girl ain't fucking with me
And then they stay here long every day
And on that note
We don't got much to give
We just trying to live a bad day
You know what time it is,
cause steppin' to your biz
can make you flip your wig
You even struggle by yourself
for tryin' to feed your kids
We ain't got much to give,
we just tryin' to live our bad
days in life
You know what time it is,
cause steppin' to your biz
can make you flip your wig
You even struggle by yourself
for tryin' to feed your kids
Yeah, yeah,
bop your head if you feel this
Feed your kids,