[Produced by Infamous]
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Sitting on my porch sippin' on Jim Beam
Read the newspaper man, guess what I seen
sh** bad enough to make a grown man scream
And then I woke up, its not a bad dream
I don't really wanna talk about it
Cause every time I talk about it, I go off about it
And every time I get like that I wanna start somebody
This World really got you thinking that you on somebody
So what you got a gun, I don't give a f** about it
I would take every bullet and every buck up out it
So muthaf-cker co*k it back and please buck away
Cause right now I'm feeling f** you...
[Hook: Lil Wayne]
And f** today
f** today
f** everything gon be alright
f** ok
Cause I'm feeling like I had about enough today
Cause I'm feeling like I had about enough today
[Repeat]
[Hook: Lil Wayne]
Don't you see that World is my stage
And I must perform to the best of my abilities
Yeaaaah
Muthaf**ers talking away
But we don't care what they say
We taking this day by day
[Verse 2: Gudda Gudda]
Man, I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning
And my tank on E plus the gas prices soaring
Baby momma trippin tryna get me for my money
Now she laughing to the bank and ain't a damn thing funny
My momma lights off and my daddy don't call
My n***a got k**ed, man I miss my dawg
The landlord buggin and the rent keep coming
And the heater broke and I gotta warm my house with the oven
Everytime I think about it man it get depressing
And the stock market down, the whole country in recession
Plus the cops got a warrant out they trying to arrest me
Man this whole day really startin' to stress me
n***a so...
[Hook: Gudda Gudda / Lil Wayne]
f** today
f** everything gon be alright
f** ok
Cause I'm feeling like I had about enough today
Cause I'm feeling like I had about enough today
[Hook: Lil Wayne]
Don't you see that this whole World is my stage
And I must perform to the best of my abilities
Yeaaaah
Muthaf**ers talking away
But I don't care what they say
I'mma take this sh** day by day
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Ok, these are the days, the days of our lives
Well do you have a calender because I lost mine
Uh, I lost mine, uhh I lost mine
I'm the sickest virus on and offline
Imaginary line, you don't wanna cross mine
Found a clock in the street I'm making up for lost time
Third eye blind but it's still f** the bullsh**
Knowing what I got but more conscience of what I could get
Tired of the same sh**, don't know who to blame sh**
And we knew a Black President wouldn't change sh**
Money still a language well ain't nobody talkin'
I found my calendar in the garbage
So..
[Hook: Lil Wayne]
Don't you see that this whole World is my stage
And I must perform to the best of my abilities
Yeaaaah
Muthaf**ers talking that sh**
We gon have to see what I did
Cause I don't give a f** about it
And I don't give a sh** about you
I don't give a damn about you
And I don't give a sh** about you
Muthaf** you
Muthaf** me
[Hook: Lil Wayne]
Sitting on my porch sippin' on Jim Bean
Read the newspaper man, guess what I seen
sh** bad enough to make a grown man scream
And then I woke up, its not a bad dream
Young mula crazy...