All day nigga (x2)
I protest that police ball, all day nigga
Show up in DC on that mall, all day nigga
How long they take when yo ass call, all day nigga
How long them weapons be on draw, all day nigga
How long they sit and watch you die, all day nigga
Yo PO watch yo momma cry, all day nigga
This shit don’t happen just to Chi, all day nigga
This shit, world worldwide, all day nigga
I’m a dismayed nigga, rockin’ winter clothes and this May nigga
Climate change real, this shit cray nigga
A Sway freestyle gimme tall pay nigga
I ain’t get no help from Kanye nigga
I’m kiddin’ I was at his crib the other day nigga
Talkin’ business in the room where Nore play nigga
I’m a war chant as long as it’s a djembe nigga
Police can’t play with me, I don’t let em talk to me no kinda way
I’m on the block where I say I be, knowledge still getting dropped on the 808s
I be out in Hollywood still safe in them 100s
Imma sure up 50 racks was an off day nigga
Fake Denzel off a Training Day nigga
We ain’t finna act like we finna play witcha
I’m a Marcus Garvay nigga
Soldier of love like Sade nigga
Ya don’t wanna do this the hard way nigga
Murder mutha fuckas in broad day nigga
Put my southside story on broadway nigga
Let the fat lady sing what your broad weigh nigga
Get her ass ran through like the hallway nigga
Cops wildin out as always nigga (as always)
(Chorus)
ALL DAY NIGGA
My momma hit them with her purse
They killed her son to death
They told her she will get hers if she don’t disperse
Let me talk at that police-men’s ball, all day nigga
Show up on DC at that mall, all day nigga
How long they take when yo ass call, all day nigga
How long them weapons be on draw, all day nigga
How long they sit and watch you die, all day nigga
That PO watch you momma cry, all day nigga
You off that Henno please don’t drive, all day nigga
Fuck a nigga up bad on the passenger side, all day nigga
We tryna save our streets boy, they tryna turn this bitch out
We getting slayed in them streets boy, we getting aired the fuck out
We from the bottom like Drake boy, rough riders wild out
I ain’t no light skinned slave boy, FUCK YO MUTHA FUCKIN HOUSE
Right now, looking at us real sus right now
I swear, niggas in a fight right now
Black history every month right now
Leave you running forest gump right now
They try to charge me with the pump right now
Who looking after gramps and the Grammys that’s us right now
Twenty five eight three sixty six
Tryna put me in my grave
I’m showing niggas how to wake up, I’m so king Sway
People tellin’ me and Ye take it easy
Ya niggas couldn’t make us chill with a freeze ray
Lockin’ all my niggas up who ain’t done shit
Imma sum it up real quick
Clayton Bigsby see some up sum bitch
(Chorus)
ALL DAY NIGGA
My momma hit them with her purse
They killed her son to death
They told her she will get hers if she don’t disperse
If she don’t disperse, no no no noooo
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