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another day (a.n.d.y) - first of the month lyrics

[intro: another day(a.n.d.y)]
yeah..first of the month
momma, i made it! hahaha
another day lived another day

[verse 1: another day(a.n.d.y)]
i was given options but instead i broke records like guiness
i could either go to college or become a statistic
but a degree ain’t worth sh-t, when you’re about to face eviction
if ambitions a disease then i suffer from this sickness
some may say that i’m confused, i had dreams like martin luther
the only peace i find nowadays, is with my rugger
meanwhile i was making thousands, from behind the computer
this dirty money changed me, i suffered from a contusion
could’ve been a millionaire and f-ck a ton of b-tches
chose to finance my career and deliver a message
a message that would change the entire game and its perception
meanwhile i sign the dotted line, and gain a small percentage
decades later the hoods never left, it still remains the same
overwhelmed by stupidity and ignorance
tyranny and violence but few are the accomplishments
you would think a black president would change the politics…

[hook: j-love]
i know its so hard, sometimes
whatever the struggle maybe you gotta continue to climb
and let this beat inspire, there’s no need for protest
because if there’s no struggle, then there is no progress

[verse 2: another day(a.n.d.y)
these rappers talking about the same thing, and man i wish that i could bury em’
cause ya’ll don’t give a f-ck about the bullsh-t you contribute to
as long as they got sponsors some income that’s residual
but i came with a purpose and i’m sticking to schedule
i speak to those who work a 9 to 5 inside a cubicle
folks at the barbershop and chicks fixing there cuticles
why is it that we only get together when there’s are funerals
why aren’t there more options instead of hustling outside the corner store
then we wonder, why we’re stuck in a cycle
cause a half naked b-tch, could be your daughters idol
or you could be distracted, let me sneak inside your home
and it will most-likely be too late, by the time you lock the doors
been sleeping on me? its time to wake up homie
pay attention its time to smell the motherf-cking coffee
quit being such a p-ssy and face the reality
we’re smoking mirrors and deception’s part of our economy

[outro]

- another day a n d y lyrics

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