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One Day (feat. Mr. 3-2)

Well, well, well, well

Hello babyFor one day you're here

And then you're goneMama put me out at only fourteen

So I start sellin' crack cocaine and codeine

Time to stack some paper, I gotta do it quick

Thinkin' I'm a juvenile

But they don't know who they messin' wit, yeah

My mama's only son

But I live every day like its my muthafuckin last one

Every nigga and they mama askin why

But I'm in the game live by the game

And in the game I'm a die

And if I die or should I say if I go

Bury me in Hiram Clarke next to the Come N Go

'Cause tomorrow ain't promised to me

The only thing promised to a playa is the penitentiary

So I'm a take care of my business on the smooth tip

Watch my back sellin crack and pack two clips

And when ya think about that you say "it'll be on"

It's a trip you're here today

But the next day you're goneOne day you're here, baby

And then you're gone (The next day you're gone)One day you're here, baby

And then you're gone (Maybe the next day you're gone)One day you're here, baby

And then you're gone (The next day you're gone)One day you're here, baby

And then you're goneThis world we livin in, man it ain't nothing but drama

Everyone wanna harm ya

In New York niggas gettin shot for bombers

Now they got your life in the palm of they hand like California

Niggas with dubs of hydroponic marijuana

Gangbangin got the ghetto hotter than a sauna

Down in Orange my nigga Pots died on the corner

Behind a funky-ass dice game

I saw him once before he died wish it was twice man

I remember being eight deep off in Chucky crib

Lettin us act bad not giving a fuck what we did

When we lost him I knew the world was comin to the end

And I had to quit lettin that devil push me to a sin

My brother been in the pen for damn near ten

But now it look like when he come out man I'm goin in

So shit I walk around with my mind blown in my own fuckin zone

'Cause one day you're here, the next day you're goneOne day you're here, baby

And then you're gone (The next day you're gone)One day you're here, baby

And then you're goneI'm up early 'cause ain't enough light in the daytime

Smoke two sweets

And sold three chickens 'fo the clock strike nine

Big nut holder my boulders smolder on the PA pipes

AK loader as I get swallowed under city lights

Niggas be lookin shife so I look shife back

Can't show no weakness with these bitches get your life jacked

Man it's a trip where I stay especially for me

Them bitches trying to lock me up for the whole century

They gave my nigga Donny 40, Dante 19

I wish that we could smoke again and take a tight lean

My world a trip you can ask Bun B bitch I ain't no liar

My man BoBo just lost his baby in a house fire

And when I got on my knees that night to pray

I asked God "Why You let these killas live

And take my homeboy's son away?"

Man if you got kids

Show 'em you love 'em 'cause God just might call 'em home

'Cause one day they're here

And baby the next day they're gone

Songwriters

CHAD L BUTLER, BERNARD JAMES FREEMAN, ERNIE ISLEY, MARVIN ISLEY, O'KELLY ISLEY, RONALD ISLEY, RUDOLPH ISLEY, CHRISTOPHER JASPER, CHRISTOPHER H JASPERPublished by

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