[Intro: DJ Drama]
Just the other day it was a just dream to make it
Just the other day, that same dream, they tried to take it
Just the other day all you wanna do is see 'em be great
Just the other day, they look you in your face, eyes full of hate
Bobby Kritical
[Chorus]
Just the other day I was goddamn broke
You got a five, I got a five, let's smoke
Just the other day I was running from them folks
Like (Woah, woah) nigga you too slow
Just the other day I was telling all my bros
(Woah, woah) Nigga, it's time to go (Woah, woah)
Just the other day I was goddamn broke
Just the other day I was, yeah
[Verse 1]
Just other day I was broke as a bitch
Walking to work in the hot sun, so-soaking it in
I never been a dope man, but I'm the dopest of man
Buying some smoke from the dude with the dope
Throw five, four point five, so on, so forth
I'm tryna get my fucking goals, not Goyard
Paying for the lawyers, get my bros out the courtyard
Cause I got the ear for the flows, not Mozart, but damn a nigga go hard
Put me on a postcard or miss me 'til the show start
My niggas got a Benz and he push it like a go-cart
Tryna get one of them, but my aunts like "don't start
The bullshit again fore' you end up a broke boy again"
So don't pretend
Oh we remember, last September, like the coldest winter
Man I really had to show these niggas
I owe these niggas a throat slit, know me nigga
Just the other day it was a just dream to make it
Just the other day, that same dream, they tried to take it
Just the other day all you wanna do is see 'em be great
Just the other day, they look you in your face, eyes full of hate
Bobby Kritical
[Chorus]
Just the other day I was goddamn broke
You got a five, I got a five, let's smoke
Just the other day I was running from them folks
Like (Woah, woah) nigga you too slow
Just the other day I was telling all my bros
(Woah, woah) Nigga, it's time to go (Woah, woah)
Just the other day I was goddamn broke
Just the other day I was, yeah
[Verse 1]
Just other day I was broke as a bitch
Walking to work in the hot sun, so-soaking it in
I never been a dope man, but I'm the dopest of man
Buying some smoke from the dude with the dope
Throw five, four point five, so on, so forth
I'm tryna get my fucking goals, not Goyard
Paying for the lawyers, get my bros out the courtyard
Cause I got the ear for the flows, not Mozart, but damn a nigga go hard
Put me on a postcard or miss me 'til the show start
My niggas got a Benz and he push it like a go-cart
Tryna get one of them, but my aunts like "don't start
The bullshit again fore' you end up a broke boy again"
So don't pretend
Oh we remember, last September, like the coldest winter
Man I really had to show these niggas
I owe these niggas a throat slit, know me nigga
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