One Uh Those Days lyrics

[Verse 1: REVERIE]
I can't wait to quit this f*ckin' job
Light up my cigarette
Exhale the negativity and hop on to the bus
I'm stinkin' like some french fries
I'm thirsty, I'm tired
Tomorrow I might cuss my boss out and get fired
Sittin' in the corner, mindin' my business
The f*ck this b*tch lookin' at? I know she hella trippin'
(f*ck you lookin' at?)
Got nothin' better to do than start problems on public transportation
What a pathetic existence
She's doggin' with persistence, uh
This b*tch is comin' up to me, girl you don't wanna f*ck with me
Waste no time, post up, blows thrown
The sh*t you gotta deal with in the big city just tryin' to go home
What a sh*tty day, can't wait to hit my sheets
I can't wait to get my car I'm f*ckin' tired of these streets
(I'm f*ckin' sick of this f*ckin' bullsh*t)
Yo, today been hella breezy, receivin' hella tips
Next customer in line, I can't believe it's that b*tch (Oh hell no)
I gotta be professional, so I ain't poppin' off
But don't trip, I'll put that special in that extra special sauce, hoe

[Hook: Murs]
One uh those, One uh those, One uh those
One uh those , One uh those days
One uh those, One uh those, One uh those
One uh those , One uh those days
One uh those, One uh those, One uh those
One uh those , One uh those days
One uh those, One uh those, One uh those
One uh those , One uh those days

[Verse 2: Murs]
Hope I don't go back to slangin' yayo
Roll a dollar, about to head up to Drayo's
Never had to lay low
Always had a halo
Plus I got a b*tch to suck my di*k when I say so
And Ayo
The f*ck?
This n*gga hit me up, out the side of his truck
I'm like.. what?
n*gga this midtown
Bust a U-Turn if you really wanna get down
Oh sh*t, he really 'bout to turn around
Hol' up
Let me turn my music d- I said, say my n*gga
Oh sh*t, he pullin' out the hammer
A left-minded home, I was in my pajamas
See, I woke up late
Realized I hadn't ate
Went to my favorite place and thought that I would be straight
I hop back in my whip, tried to run the n*gga over
Hopin' that he didn't see the plates on the Rover
Made a right on Cloverdale, then a left
Parked in the driveway, then ran up the steps
I grabbed my piece, hopped back in the streets
I know this young motherf*cker don't really want beef
Look, I'm 30-something, still down to murder something
But when I stopped to think about it, it was all over nothing
So f*ck it
I'm about to head to the crib
Then... Aww, sh*t
Look who it is!
I know this motherf*cker ain't really gettin' tacos
I parked in the red, grabbed my sh*t and I walked slow
Right up behind him, I put my gun in his back
I said, "Yeah my n*gga, what was up with all of that?"
"f*ck what you wanna do, this what you gonna do."
"Hands in your pocket, keep your eyeballs in front of you."
Then this lady came and kissed him on the cheek
He said "Hi, Mom", and then they both start to speak
I said, "Ah, sh*t. This young punk."
"He gangbangin' when he 'bout to meet his mama for lunch?"
The line for the tacos was long anyways, so I walked off laughin'
It was one of those days
[Hook: Murs]
One uh those, One uh those, One uh those
One uh those , One uh those days
One uh those, One uh those, One uh those
One uh those , One uh those days
One uh those, One uh those, One uh those
One uh those , One uh those days
One uh those, One uh those, One uh those
One uh those , One uh those days