Infamous - f** Today lyrics

[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...