Jahmiel - Day To Day lyrics
[Jahmiel - Day To Day lyrics]
Yo, Rocky Media yeah
Flip a dollar, mek it bigger, wi fi richer
Eight figure, pull up inna bare Bimma
When mi 'memba about di one
Room we were raised inna
Mi seh mi pocket haffi phat
It couldn't stay slimmer
Money run, bank account a page ringer
Food mek share dinner, full a bare stinger
Some bigger doubts still a float cane river
Full a dead face like a grave digger
'Cause where I'm coming from
I just can't go back, go, no flip dat door
I keep holding on
And I told myself I will never let go
And I will never fail, woah oh
Pon di grind here today
Yuh haffi go out and look it, you see it
Every hustler know weh mi mean
Cyaan siddung, wi out a look di money green
Brooklyn, Bronx, hear mi unuh Queens
Mi send fi Gucci dung and Louis V's
And if a mama she haffi good
I could neva lie
So if it slow pon di grung, wi ago tek flight
Willing to go di extra miles
Fi live some better life
Christmas mi neva used to gift a likkle life
'Cause where I'm coming from
I just can't go back, go, no flip dat door
I keep holding on
And I told myself I will never let go
And I will never fail, woah oh
Pon di grind here today
It's easy pull the trigger
But it ain't easy to move
Your mom out the hood that's a real man job
Your sister, your mama
Then your cousin is needed next
Then the little cousin is need
The nieces, the nephews
Everybody gotta get out, that's a real man
That's how we livin' and that's
The code we livin' by
We tryna be young kings
All that other shit plays out
'Cause where I'm coming from
I just can't go back, go, no flip dat door
I keep holding on
And I told myself I will never let go
And I will never fail, woah oh
Pon di grind here today
Flip a dollar, mek it bigger, wi fi richer
Eight figure, pull up inna bare Bimma
When mi 'memba about di one
Room we were raised inna
Mi seh mi pocket haffi phat
It couldn't stay slimmer
Money run, bank account a page ringer
Food mek share dinner, full a bare stinger
Some bigger doubts still a float cane river
Full a dead face like a grave digger
'Cause where I'm coming from
I just can't go back, go, no flip dat door
I keep holding on
And I told myself I will never let go
And I will never fail, woah oh
Pon di grind here today
Yuh haffi go out and look it, you see it
Every hustler know weh mi mean
Cyaan siddung, wi out a look di money green
Brooklyn, Bronx, hear mi unuh Queens
Mi send fi Gucci dung and Louis V's
And if a mama she haffi good
I could neva lie
So if it slow pon di grung, wi ago tek flight
Willing to go di extra miles
Fi live some better life
Christmas mi neva used to gift a likkle life
'Cause where I'm coming from
I just can't go back, go, no flip dat door
I keep holding on
And I told myself I will never let go
And I will never fail, woah oh
Pon di grind here today
It's easy pull the trigger
But it ain't easy to move
Your mom out the hood that's a real man job
Your sister, your mama
Then your cousin is needed next
Then the little cousin is need
The nieces, the nephews
Everybody gotta get out, that's a real man
That's how we livin' and that's
The code we livin' by
We tryna be young kings
All that other shit plays out
'Cause where I'm coming from
I just can't go back, go, no flip dat door
I keep holding on
And I told myself I will never let go
And I will never fail, woah oh
Pon di grind here today