Clyde Strokes - Long Ass Day lyrics

It's been a** day Tell em Its been a** day Early morning wipe my eye boogers Scoot my feet up in them slippers, I'm comfortable Bill collectors calling tryna break a thugs mental I dont sweater, naw my life ain't like the huxatables Same tuxedo in my closet since the 7th grade Ain't no Tim's or J's - I don't have expensive taste Well, I like expensive foods, wines, just to name a few I swear I'm working round the clock just to make it through My baby momma feed me when a n***a hungry Im glad she got faith cause the city want me First the east on me, then the world hear it And I need it bad, cause we are parents And you ever saw me do it, then its all apparent Thats why I walk the streets like you all my children My soap opera, proper, you are all witness We so close to eating good, Imma prep the dishes [Hook] I'm lacing up my boots now Bout to face this Pittsburgh winter I seen a coup with the roof down Those n***as ain't no winners Heading to the stu to lay some new sounds I'm just tryna make that dinner Then my homie hit me with a few pounds I'm just tryna make that thinner A young n***a fell on hard times Like real - hard times I just had to learn the ropes Now I'm gonna climb Momma worried - My reply was "It's all fine" I just knew I had this talent for a long time n***as know its on, when its go time I just had to have that grow time Imma be there in no time [Hook]