Good Day - Kierra Luv, Ray Moon

Walk in this shit with my crew, yeah

Now what these niggas gon' do, ha?

Stupid

Fucked up my shit, yeah I had hit the cleaners

Babe I got moves, yeah I’m just like Selena

I got a temper, I see you get eager

Look at my face, I look like a whole diva

Jump, stop, hit that shit

Like cool down, it’s my wrist

Like «Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah»

I just had a good day-ay-ay-ay

Aye

They use to throw me off of track, I can’t lose no more blessings

Used to stay up in the back, now ain’t no room to come second

Had to get it out the mud but I can’t bang with no birds

They bring food to the table but what do they serve?

They take my kindness for weakness, it ain’t no room to be trippin'

But if I let it slide once, they gone start all that slippin'

Yeah the vision stay tunneled, I don’t sense competition

Turn my L’s into M’s, money makin' a mission

Just another interlude, I put 'em right on the list

I don’t speak about the though, I like my tea from Swiss

Yeah they talk behind my back but to my face I’m sis

I told you when I throw shots, mami I do not miss

Jump, stop, hit that shit

Like cool down, it’s my wrist

Like «Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah»

I just had a good day-ay-ay-ay

(Everything on me is paid, yeah, yeah-yeah (Ooh))

Fucked up my shit, yeah I had hit the cleaners

Babe I got moves, yeah I’m just like Selena

(Everything on me is paid, yeah, yeah-yeah (Ooh))

I got a temper, I see you get eager

Look at my face, I look like a whole diva

I don’t know about you but in God we trust

I’ma talk about some things that I need to discuss

Demons tryna get a hold of, all of us

My ex on the other line «Was it love or lust?»

So I—

Know I can’t trust her if I don’t love her and I—

Thought they was my hitters, they was my brothers but they— Switch up on me,

they all under cover

I know if I feel this pain, they gon' have to all suffer

Tell 'em, take cover if they take mine, hit 'em—

In the dome cannot, waste time

If I ever lose then rewind

This protection for my soul, cannot say why

Fucked up my shit, yeah I had hit the cleaners

Babe I got moves, yeah I’m just like Selena

I got a temper, I see you get eager

Look at my face, I look like a whole diva

Jump, stop, hit that shit

Like cool down, it’s my wrist

Like «Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah»

I just had a good day-ay-ay-ay

Everything on me is paid, yeah, yeah-yeah (Ooh)