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rue the day! - ssj daki lyrics

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[intro]
(come on buck)

[verse 1]
are you with the crew?
are you on my side?
yeah, i was down on my ass, f*ck it, let’s go get it right
n*ggas they trynna fit in, still pouring drink in the spite
how you gon’ talk down on the clique, bro trynna meet his demise
n*ggas are fake and most of the b*tches lie
if you ain’t with me from the start, then on my life you can step aside
i put my body in the art, people i know wouldn’t recognize
but they can tell you n’ i apart, i put my all like its do or die

[chorus]
okay, let’s get it, uh*huh, let’s go
thought i’d be dead in the floor, f*ck it, lеt n0body know
but i’m up and i been on a roll, shoutout karma, the bros
they trynna hit at my soul, i hop on the mic, i’m rappin’ thе pain away
b*tch, i’mma go for the goal, they trynna defend, my n*ggas gon’ make a way
all of yo sh*t gettin’ old, i’m switchin’ it up, my boy, no, we ain’t the same
people don’t want me to win, i’m beatin’ the odds, i’m cuttin’ out all the fakes
really i only go up, he trynna compete, that n*gga gon’ rue the day

[refrain]
oy, aha
oh yeah, lemme go back in
uh, yeah, yeah, look
[verse 2]
uh, i been in the dirt, in the worst sp*ce of my mind, no where else to go
people play my worth, they don’t show face till we up, reachin’ for the gold
yeah, i had to purge all the ones trynna hold me back, i can never fold
n*gga i been hurt, ain’t the first time i let the wrong n*ggas in the door
but f*ck it, we bounce back, we on go
run up and your lucks bad, have no foe
i get the crowd jumpin’ at the show
daki, he ’bout cash and galore
star on my neck, n*gga watch it glow
you ain’t a threat, brodie you a joke
mannequin b*tches, all they do is pose
i’mma get all, do it for the folks
n*gga that’s on bro

[chorus]
okay, let’s get it, uh*huh, let’s go
thought i’d be dead in the floor, f*ck it, let n0body know
but i’m up and i been on a roll, shoutout karma, the bros
they trynna hit at my soul, i hop on the mic, i’m rappin’ the pain away
b*tch, i’mma go for the goal, they trynna defend, my n*ggas gon’ make a way
all of yo sh*t gettin’ old, i’m switchin’ it up, my boy, no, we ain’t the same
people don’t want me to win, i’m beatin’ the odds, i’m cuttin’ out all the fakes
really i only go up, he trynna compete, that n*gga gon’ rue the day

[outro]
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