Day In The Life Joey Bada$$

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[Intro]
On some third eye shit
La Musica de Harry Fraud

[Verse 1]
On some third eye shit
What a young nigga to do? Little yute trying to figure the bigger truth
Fed up with little proof, hopped off this stoop and cocked this duece
Adopted by the street life, Moms was juice and riches
Pops was tools he lifted, son of a gun, he put fools in ditches
Raised well, time went on and he aged well
At age 12 dropped a twelve gauge and two A-12’s
When I blaze this L, see niggas who ain't obey the style
So they spray shells and tool-grade's the cells
He remain swell, but you can tell that life that was once difficult
Got flipped like reciprocals
He retired the days in which he booted slaves and caught up in
Fusillades, and now he gets induced whenever music plays

[Hook]
But that's just a day in the life
You saying it right, weak cats get dismayed in a night
Get this made in a night
You can say it ain't right
But that's just a day in the life
You saying it right, weak cats get dismayed in a night
Get this made in a night
You can say it ain't right