Koolwavve - Someday lyrics

[HOOK: AYEKAY] Someday - I'm gonna buy my mama diamonds Someday - All my homies gon' be shining Someday - I'mma say f** all of y'all Middle finger 'ready up cause I know we gonna ball [Verse 1: AYEKAY] Somedays, I'm feeling like I ain't sh** Somedays I'm feeling like these shoes I can't fit Then for a split second I remember mama's eyes When she got a second job just to keep the lights on at night I remember when my girl cried on my shoulder I couldn't really tell her why the world was turning colder No sense no explanation, just my stomach churning Feeling weak, but at the same time my heart was burning f**a, gotta do it for my fam, for my mother, for my cousins, for my brother Friends, significant others Cringe and shudder at the thought of not having the bu*ter Needed to rise like a phoenix straight out of the gutter Other dudes tryna front, tryna flex with some hand outs You ain't a G if you dropping G's from a bank account That's owned by ya mama, now that ain't gangsta You think you a thug homie? Nah you just a pranksta But you walking with ya chest out like you better than somebody Who you tryna impress homie? The rest of the nobodies? sh**, you think it's all about mo money don't ya? It's plays a big part homie, but don't let it control ya [BRIDGE: AYEKAY] LORD PLEASE, GRANT THE STRENGTH TO HAVE MERCY ON MY ENEMIES AND DELIVER ME, FROM EVIL HA HA HA [Verse 2: AYEKAY] Young choppa, swinging katanas like Baraka Blocka, bomb yo block up, f'real with the shaka Maracas gotcha singing like Chaka Khan, I gotcha Walk up and I gotta smoke you up like a rhasta f**a, tryna stack this fettuccine, no pasta You little weenies say you seen me, well come get ya product Then it's hasta la vista, life's a trip no visa It's a cold game, ya got no scrilla, no heata Luckily my heart warm enough to emanante the speakers Eliminate the leechers and the false prophet preachers That's tryna profit off my weakness, hear them rolling up they creeping Through your blinds them snakes be peeking, but sh**, long as I'm still breathing You pop culture vultures, never whipping Testarossas, or popping toasters I cut ya bread off, before I cut ya head off, Like I'm s'posed to Cross hairs is dead on, obligated to get on, that's some sh** that you could bet on [HOOK] [Verse 3: AYEKAY] Middle fingers 'ready up, cause I know we gonna ball Soul spilling out the ball point, who you gonna call? Not ghost busters but dudes tryna turn ya into one So who you finna dial when the seconds out and meter run? Feed a son or maybe daughter, it get hotter errday And your chances lookin flaco, hide yo kids, barricades Marriage dates with destiny but she flaking on Mr. K Time is pa**ing me fast, just hope that I don't miss the date f** the world, late night text that say her menstrual late That's too f**ing raw, no latex, I hit then son you fakes Run the place, rampant, lamping, we just illuminate Spit it from my soul, so lemme know if you wanna hate