Black Rob - Have A Nice Day lyrics

rate me

Too smooth, no chance to hit

It had better slow me down like cancer sticks

At a time when wasn’t nothing I couldn’t fix

Nigga, at a time when wasn’t nothing I couldn’t fix

Nigga, everything change, nothing stay the same

Every day ain’t the same thing since time gone way

A nigga’s best bet is to live it, keep it a million

But for now you get to see us go off in the pavilion

It’s all decked out, floor to ceiling

We kings, you gotta recognize the power we willing

Only the power we dealing ain’t for the squeamish

I been doing this for years, I don’t deal with deuce feelers

You had the pleasure to peep the metamorphoses

Old people wave now like I should run for office

I’mma clear the air, man, this some raw shit

The man ain’t afraid to talk, wins the losses

From NY to MIA through the Chi on the way to C A L I

Have a nice day

From NY to MIA through the Chi on the way to C A L I

Have a nice day

From La Guardia to MIA, I’m just passing through

Couple days, few rules up in the fountain blue

…they announcing you, I mean me, I’m talking in third person

Get respect from real people whenever I’m curve surfing

Fly to the Chi, straight to the truck, spoke to kids down the school hall, down they luck

Said they know about the music, man, especially wow

Inside I was praying, God, you already know

I was them at one time, living crime to crime

All I can say is stay positive, continue to climb

Before I left I said a prayer for…first class, woke up, I’m in LA

Real diplomatic…I ain’t gotta go deep

Our record perfect and when I lay I get paid

From NY to MIA through the Chi on the way to C A L I

Have a nice day

From NY to MIA through the Chi on the way to C A L I

Have a nice day

Hey, New York still solid state, we ain’t gotta wait

Bank account on steroids, brought the cake

Be all hot like a motherfucker, I’m ‘bout to shop like a motherfucker

Lame dudes pump me like jail, booby, ass so fat, lumpy like rail

Let it puff on a Buddha kush straight from Maui…

It’s black magic, blood’s gonna be at it

You do the math, it’s simply mathematics

How you gonna apologize for stashing when them haters hate you the most

When they can’t get asked to

They don’t wanna shake hands, they wanna attack you

Get close enough to smack you

I got a different type of star power…

From NY to MIA through the Chi on the way to C A L I

Have a nice day

From NY to MIA through the Chi on the way to C A L I

Have a nice day