F*ck it, today was a good day
Look in my pocket, it's a blue face
I woke up feeling polite, aye
F*ck it, today was a good day
Look in my pocket, it's a blue face
You mad ass hell, it's a closed case
I woke up feeling polite
Don't care 'bout what you say
Alkaline or the D'usse
Either way, we gon' be straight
Burnouts in a closed space
Still blow the O's, but it's no vape
Homie album like a mixtape
Now he follow orders that I dictate
Chances are you gon' be fake
So I hold my own, I can't play safe
Touchdown or it's 4th base
Hella M's, oh I cant wait
Do a show in the tristate,
Still getting payed, it's not a showcase
Been leaning towards moving out
Think it's time for my own place
Told them I don't sell my talents
But hard work does appropriate
If its' all love, then it's no hate
3 Times booked like it's my fate
If it pays well, can't come late
Since age 12, I should've been made
Same time I dropped my old tape, was the same time I lost mad weight
Starving artist, never been one cause every plate was home-made
Mic in the crib was the old stu
Wish a pent-house was a old view
But f*ck it, I know that it's taking me longer cause I gotta plan for my whole crew
Trust the process, never fold too
When theres certain things that can't hurt you
Mapped it all out from the very beginning, so I'm even grateful for a cold flu
Me and the maker been tight for a while and that something you know that we both knew
Snatching the mic till I get all my credit for all of the shit that's been past due
All of these shoots that I did as a favor were out of the heart, I ain't have to
Sitting here dodging the questions that made me
Go wonder about the shit that I asked you
Permanent scars like a tattoo, cause my last girl was so taboo
I need a nice thing with no status quo
Frightening, you're an animal
Ya just tuck the trees, to get ahead of me, but I been ahead of my colleagues though
Now I'm keeping quite while my stars align and my mood been down so I'm in a faze
Come lift me up on my worst day
And I mean that in the best way
Aye, ouu
F*ck it, today was a good day
Look in my pocket, it's a blue face
You mad ass hell, it's a closed case
I woke up feeling polite
Don't care 'bout what you say
Alkaline or the D'usse
Either way, we gon' be straight
Burnouts in a closed space
Still blow the O's, but it's no vape
Homie album like a mixtape
Now he follow orders that I dictate
Chances are you gon' be fake
So I hold my own, I can't play safe
Touchdown or it's 4th base
Hella M's, oh I cant wait
No I cant wait
Hold my own weight
When I call bait
In my own way
I've been upstate
While I'm up late
Just to update
All these upgrades
On my own time
Like a gold mine
I've been outta pocket trynna be kind
Working day and night, trynna see shine
And I pray to god we gone be fine
But you crossed the line
Fell back behind
I get a peace of mind
When I ignore the signs
Here in the streets we adapt to crime
It's so hard to find
Just to idolize
So pick a size
Now fantasize
About all the things that you left deprived
Need self love to get a look inside
I'm just getting by, we just getting by
Aye, yea, ouu
F*ck it, today was a good day
Look in your pocket, it's a blue face
I woke up feeling polite
Alkaline or the D'usse
Mindtimisy - Good Day Lyrics
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F*ck it, today was a good day
Look in my pocket, it's a blue face
I woke up feeling polite, aye
F*ck it, today was a good day
Look in my pocket, it's a blue face
You mad ass hell, it's a closed case
I woke up feeling polite
Don't care 'bout what you say
Alkaline or the D'usse
Either way, we gon' be straight
Burnouts in a closed space
Still blow the O's, but it's no vape
Homie album like a mixtape
Now he follow orders that I dictate
Chances are you gon' be fake
So I hold my own, I can't play safe
Touchdown or it's 4th base
Hella M's, oh I cant wait
Do a show in the tristate,
Still getting payed, it's not a showcase
Been leaning towards moving out
Think it's time for my own place
Told them I don't sell my talents
But hard work does appropriate
If its' all love, then it's no hate
3 Times booked like it's my fate
If it pays well, can't come late
Since age 12, I should've been made
Same time I dropped my old tape, was the same time I lost mad weight
Starving artist, never been one cause every plate was home-made
Mic in the crib was the old stu
Wish a pent-house was a old view
But f*ck it, I know that it's taking me longer cause I gotta plan for my whole crew
Trust the process, never fold too
When theres certain things that can't hurt you
Mapped it all out from the very beginning, so I'm even grateful for a cold flu
Me and the maker been tight for a while and that something you know that we both knew
Snatching the mic till I get all my credit for all of the shit that's been past due
All of these shoots that I did as a favor were out of the heart, I ain't have to
Sitting here dodging the questions that made me
Go wonder about the shit that I asked you
Permanent scars like a tattoo, cause my last girl was so taboo
I need a nice thing with no status quo
Frightening, you're an animal
Ya just tuck the trees, to get ahead of me, but I been ahead of my colleagues though
Now I'm keeping quite while my stars align and my mood been down so I'm in a faze
Come lift me up on my worst day
And I mean that in the best way
Aye, ouu
F*ck it, today was a good day
Look in my pocket, it's a blue face
You mad ass hell, it's a closed case
I woke up feeling polite
Don't care 'bout what you say
Alkaline or the D'usse
Either way, we gon' be straight
Burnouts in a closed space
Still blow the O's, but it's no vape
Homie album like a mixtape
Now he follow orders that I dictate
Chances are you gon' be fake
So I hold my own, I can't play safe
Touchdown or it's 4th base
Hella M's, oh I cant wait
No I cant wait
Hold my own weight
When I call bait
In my own way
I've been upstate
While I'm up late
Just to update
All these upgrades
On my own time
Like a gold mine
I've been outta pocket trynna be kind
Working day and night, trynna see shine
And I pray to god we gone be fine
But you crossed the line
Fell back behind
I get a peace of mind
When I ignore the signs
Here in the streets we adapt to crime
It's so hard to find
Just to idolize
So pick a size
Now fantasize
About all the things that you left deprived
Need self love to get a look inside
I'm just getting by, we just getting by
Aye, yea, ouu
F*ck it, today was a good day
Look in your pocket, it's a blue face
I woke up feeling polite
Alkaline or the D'usse
Look in my pocket, it's a blue face
I woke up feeling polite, aye
F*ck it, today was a good day
Look in my pocket, it's a blue face
You mad ass hell, it's a closed case
I woke up feeling polite
Don't care 'bout what you say
Alkaline or the D'usse
Either way, we gon' be straight
Burnouts in a closed space
Still blow the O's, but it's no vape
Homie album like a mixtape
Now he follow orders that I dictate
Chances are you gon' be fake
So I hold my own, I can't play safe
Touchdown or it's 4th base
Hella M's, oh I cant wait
Do a show in the tristate,
Still getting payed, it's not a showcase
Been leaning towards moving out
Think it's time for my own place
Told them I don't sell my talents
But hard work does appropriate
If its' all love, then it's no hate
3 Times booked like it's my fate
If it pays well, can't come late
Since age 12, I should've been made
Same time I dropped my old tape, was the same time I lost mad weight
Starving artist, never been one cause every plate was home-made
Mic in the crib was the old stu
Wish a pent-house was a old view
But f*ck it, I know that it's taking me longer cause I gotta plan for my whole crew
Trust the process, never fold too
When theres certain things that can't hurt you
Mapped it all out from the very beginning, so I'm even grateful for a cold flu
Me and the maker been tight for a while and that something you know that we both knew
Snatching the mic till I get all my credit for all of the shit that's been past due
All of these shoots that I did as a favor were out of the heart, I ain't have to
Sitting here dodging the questions that made me
Go wonder about the shit that I asked you
Permanent scars like a tattoo, cause my last girl was so taboo
I need a nice thing with no status quo
Frightening, you're an animal
Ya just tuck the trees, to get ahead of me, but I been ahead of my colleagues though
Now I'm keeping quite while my stars align and my mood been down so I'm in a faze
Come lift me up on my worst day
And I mean that in the best way
Aye, ouu
F*ck it, today was a good day
Look in my pocket, it's a blue face
You mad ass hell, it's a closed case
I woke up feeling polite
Don't care 'bout what you say
Alkaline or the D'usse
Either way, we gon' be straight
Burnouts in a closed space
Still blow the O's, but it's no vape
Homie album like a mixtape
Now he follow orders that I dictate
Chances are you gon' be fake
So I hold my own, I can't play safe
Touchdown or it's 4th base
Hella M's, oh I cant wait
No I cant wait
Hold my own weight
When I call bait
In my own way
I've been upstate
While I'm up late
Just to update
All these upgrades
On my own time
Like a gold mine
I've been outta pocket trynna be kind
Working day and night, trynna see shine
And I pray to god we gone be fine
But you crossed the line
Fell back behind
I get a peace of mind
When I ignore the signs
Here in the streets we adapt to crime
It's so hard to find
Just to idolize
So pick a size
Now fantasize
About all the things that you left deprived
Need self love to get a look inside
I'm just getting by, we just getting by
Aye, yea, ouu
F*ck it, today was a good day
Look in your pocket, it's a blue face
I woke up feeling polite
Alkaline or the D'usse
Writer: Cristian Pineda
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid