DOM KENNEDY - In the Daytime lyrics

You might gotta - n'amsayin' you might
Gotta go to Earlez and get
You a chili cheese dog to
Cruise around in this one
Jskillz what's popping baby!
Leimert Park what's cool baby!
(25th Hour, yea)

In the daytime i cruise the city and mind
The ladies waist lines, to the bassline
Some old Quik shit, or maybe me perhaps
Throwing two's at the new coupes
With the feet to match got my new sneakers
(check) , got my new beeper (check)
Blackberry keep me connected like
The reefer man
Seat back and my sneakers blaring
Moon roof slight overcast
But I'm so over that
I overgas under the overpass
I'm so slow it's like I'm going fast
How annoying's that?
I'm so cold I got the?
Im on the road in them Jordan packs and
Im damn sportin black laces in em
And my Louis got faces in 'em
And you can give me that ma as long
As you ain't got braces in 'em
Now say it with 'em

I don't know man, you like
- you n'amsayin' you gotta
You got' let that moon roof go on this one
N'ahmean you gotta, you gotta go get
That car wash across from uh
Art's Wings & Things

Today was a good day too, Cube
Picked up a pair of shoes, nice
Tee and some cooked food
Did the wine wit it
Saw my ex, spend some time wit' it
Quick session, did the grind wit' it
She so mine wit' it
Marc Jacobs, she so fine wit' it

Put me on a little Tribe wit' it
It feel good, close your eyes wit' it
Look to the sky baby
That's not a plane, that's your guy baby
I shine hard like Armor All
I don't be warming up
Come in the game nigga and warm you up
Ya girl say you ain't warm enough
She wanna join with us
I told Jason to join her up
It's for life, you better warn her first
We don't play like Smush in the playoffs
The swoosh on my J?
SOB lamping like crooks on the day off
We kick pushing the weight off
No I'm selling but if I was I ain't telling

It's like, it be like one of them
Days where - you n'ammean
It be like December and it be
Like 83 out this mo'fucker
You n'amsayin just that - you n'ahmean
You just be cruising like

Born in God's likeness
Kids in LA say they wanna be like
Him so I try and write some
Nice, good hymns for 'em, get my bars up
You know, hit the gym for 'em
I'm just tryna win for 'em
Slide up La Brea baby, hit the 10 for 'em
Standing tall as a Titan
Shit I'm a Vince for 'em
South Central and Egypt
I'm like a prince for 'em
Sent for 'em by a higher power, they in my
In my style but
Catch me anywhere, my frequent flyer miles up
Local celebrity, live life yours'll never be
That of a Kennedy
Don't be mad at the pedigree
Best ever, shit I better be
Now I'm just tryna become a better me
Keyless entry, leather seats
Hmmm like 2 Carreras be
But G4 got them Carreras beat
Fuck I care, I'm on Olvera Street
Nigga this forever E

You nahmean and- and throw like
30 in the tank too
I'm tired of seeing y'all niggas
On La Brea - slauson, you nahmean it be- it
Be niggas out there, like
New Hummers and shit, you
Namsayin like- like yo, can I get 10 on 2?