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Have A Nice Day lyrics by MOUNT WESTMORE

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[Intro]
(Squad)
Yeah, real shit (Yeah)
Yeah, that’s real shit (My shit)
Yeah, real shit (That’s my shit)
Ayy, it’s real shit (That’s my shit)
Yeah, real shit, let’s get it (My shit)
Yeah, it’s real shit

[Chorus]
Yeah, I’m the blessing, so who
’bout to bless me now?
She wan’ cuff and arrest me now
I’m that nigga, no, you cannot
test me out
All that extra shit really gon’
stress me out
Put some Chrome on my chestpiece,
wow (Yeah, yeah)
Leveled up, I just got me some XP,
how? (Oh)
You AP with a dead piecе, how? (Ayy,
ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah)
Niggas hoes when
thеy look deep down
(Ayy, that’s probably Tago)
[Post-Chorus]
So I’m tired of keepin’ it real with
’em
If it’s fire, then we in the field
with ’em
Money turn niggas to guilt-trippers
Had to learn that some people can’t
sit with us
Never lied when I said that you let
me down
Never lied when you let me down
Gossipin’? Then you can’t be ’round
My niggas top ten, pull up ten deep,
wow

[Verse]
I really turnt to a problem, gotta
chill out with the marijuana, ayy
(Gotta)
Shawty want Balenciaga, Prada, she
fuck wit’ Dolce Gabbana
Coolin’ ’cause she see I do
what I wanna (Uh)
Chillin’ ’cause I know they
still haven’t caught up (Uh)
I got some sauce, now I’m
sauced up (Yeah)
Turnt to a boss, now I’m
bossed up
Yeah, who the fuck gave a
handout?
Motion flowin’, I don’t
know what’s a drought
I ain’t never asked no
nigga for help
If I’m focused, I can
do it myself
You not me, so what the fuck
you gon’ tell me?
Probably somethin’ that I just
told myself (Bop, bop, bop)
You can’t help you, how the fuck
you gon’ help me?
Probably somethin’
that they couldn’t
tell theyself, yeah (Yeah)
Every time I come in clutch, first why
all my niggas, they clutchin’,
ayy (For real)
Who the fuck you trick? You bluffin’
Real shit, who the fuck
you think you stuntin’?
Gotta watch who the fuck you
put your trust in (Yeah)
Actors frontin’, but
they gettin’ dubbed (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas’ll lose their pride for the buzz
Yeah, I just guess that’s
really how it was (Yeah)
Yeah, I just guess that’s
really how it was
[Chorus]
I’m the blessing, so who
’bout to bless me now?
She wan’ cuff and arrest me now
I’m that nigga, no,
you cannot test me out
All that extra shit really
gon’ stress me out
Put some Chrome on
my chestpiece, wow (Yeah, yeah)
Leveled up, I just got me some
XP, how? (Oh)
You AP with a dead piece,
how? (Yeah)
Niggas hoes when
they look deep down (Oh)

[Post-Chorus]
So I’m tired of keepin’
it real with ’em
If it’s fire, then we in the field with ’em
Money turn niggas to guilt-trippers
Had to learn that
some people can’t sit with us
Never lied when I said that
you let me down
Never lied when you let me down
Gossipin’? Then you can’t be ’round
My niggas top ten,
pull up ten deep, wow

[Outro]
You—You—You say you a blessing,
I can’t trust that, all day
I came up here with my guys, so
I trust my whole gang
You—You—You say you a blessing,
I can’t trust that ho—can’t
trust that—trust
Came up here with my guys, so
I trust my whole gang

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