That Day's Today

Yeah (yeah, yeah), whoa (whoa, whoa)

Alright (alright), alright (alright)

Alright (alright), alright (alright)...

[Lil' O]

Hey I'm just shaking and moving, moving and shaking

Getting cash, niggas trying to peep the moves that I'm making

See these dudes thought I fell off, but these dudes is mistaken

But I've been balling for a while, so I'm use to the hating

Ain't no faking in my hustle, while some stanking they stumbling

They playing games, that's why they stomachs is rumbling, plus when you

Ride through on something, German shit and sitting on 20 something's

And drop the top and yell (whoa), you know you born head bumping

About who wants to get you, what's the word on the streets

But you get hit with pain killers, just for thinking I'm weak

You know that real gangsta shit, your body stink in the streets

The type of stuff that bigger man, on what you thinking is beef

I got the burdens of a Don, decision decisions

Should I give him head shots, or give his body incisions

Can't no one find your man, dog he's literally missing

To some old man found him fishing, cocksuckers I'm real

[Hook: Papa Reu & (Lil' O)]

Now it is real (already), you tried to chill (already)

You ain't really want no blood to get spilled (already)

So then you pray (already), and then you pray (already)

But hatas still begging you, for pistol play

And that day's today, a-ay-ay-ay-aaaay (yeah)

Grab your K and that K's today, a-ay-ay-ay-aaaay (whoa)

Grab your K, and that day's today

[Lil' O]

My whole attitude changed, when I touched six figgas

I'm like a lesbian now, I don't fuck with niggas

It's not cause I think I'm better, but my heart's been broken

I'm in my four corner room, up late at night one deep smoking

Trying to keep myself, from tripping and loc'ing

Cause boys got me so hot, they'll get hit in the open

And nigga O's not joking, O's not bumping

Fat Rat with the Cheese, give em something something

So you need to think twice, I'll remind you bro

That I've been catching pistol cases, since '94

So playa please don't judge me, don't mean mug me

Don't stare at me like that, nigga God don't like ugly

I'm just trying to get money, and live my life well

But these bitch niggas, wishing I fail

But for my kin folk on lock, locked up in a cell

Know I'm out here giving em hell, cocksuckers I'm real

[Hook]

[Papa Reu]

Try, you try to stay out the waaay

But guys will drag you into, pistol play

And that day's today, a-ay-ay-ay-aaaay (yeah)

Grab your K and that K's today, a-ay-ay-ay-aaaay (whoa)

Grab your K, and that day's today

[Lil' O]

Well they say money's power, so respect my rank

Cause if you sitting in a cell, I can get you shanked

You on the basketball court, I can get you bank

It's kinda like war games, you just got out flanked

By a five star general, on top of a tank

I send flowers to your funeral, possibly pain

Cause I'm a Southwest nigga, you know how we think

We kinda fly but when it's war, man I'm just gon hang

[Hook]

[Papa Reu]

Try, you try to stay out the waaay

But guys will drag you into, pistol play

And that day's today, a-ay-ay-ay-aaaay (yeah)

Grab your K and that K's today, a-ay-ay-ay-aaaay (whoa)

Grab your K, and that day's today