Murs, REVERIE - One Uh Those Days lyrics

I can't wait to quit this fuckin' job
Light up my cigarette
Exhale the negativity and hop on to the bus
I'm stinkin' like some french fries
I'm thirsty, I'm tired
Tomorrow I might cuss my boss
Out and get fired
Sittin' in the corner, mindin' my business
The fuck this bitch lookin' at?
I know she hella trippin'
(Fuck you lookin' at?)
Got nothin' better to do than
Start problems on public transportation
What a pathetic existence
She's doggin' with persistence, uh
This bitch is comin' up to me
Girl you don't wanna fuck with me
Waste no time, post up, blows thrown
The shit you gotta deal with in the
Big city just tryin' to go home
What a shitty day
Can't wait to hit my sheets
I can't wait to get my car
I'm fuckin' tired of these streets
(I'm fuckin' sick of this fuckin' bullshit)
Yo, today been hella breezy
Receivin' hella tips next customer in line
I can't believe it's that bitch (Oh hell no)
I gotta be professional
So I ain't poppin' off
But don't trip, I'll put that special
In that extra special sauce, hoe
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Hope I don't go back to slangin' yayo
Roll a dollar, about to head up to Drayo's
Never had to lay low always had a halo
Plus I got a bitch to suck
My dick when I say so and Ayo
The fuck? This nigga hit me up
Out the side of his truck i'm like what?
Nigga this midtown
Bust a U Turn if you really wanna get down
Oh shit, he really 'bout to turn around
Hol' up
Let me turn my music d- I said, say my nigga
Oh shit, he pullin' out the hammer
A left-minded home, I was in my pajamas
See, I woke up late realized I hadn't ate
Went to my favorite place and thought
That I would be straight
I hop back in my whip
Tried to run the nigga over
Hopin' that he didn't see the
Plates on the Rover
Made a right on Cloverdale, then a left
Parked in the driveway, then ran up the steps
I grabbed my piece
Hopped back in the streets
I know this young motherfucker
Don't really want beef
Look, I'm 30-something
Still down to murder something
But when I stopped to think about it
It was all over nothing so fuck it
I'm about to head to the crib then aww, shit
Look who it is!
I know this motherfucker ain't
Really gettin' tacos i parked in the red
Grabbed my shit and I walked slow
Right up behind him, I put my gun in his back
I said, "yeah my nigga
What was up with all of that?"
"Fuck what you wanna do
This what you gonna do"
"Hands in your pocket
Keep your eyeballs in front of you"
Then this lady came and kissed
Him on the cheek he said "Hi, Mom"
And then they both start to speak
I said, "Ah, shit this young punk"
"He gangbangin' when he 'bout to
Meet his mama for lunch?"
The line for the tacos was long anyways
So I walked off laughin'
It was one of those days

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