Fuck Today lyrics

[Lil Wayne]
Sitting on my porch sippin' on Jim Beam
Read the newspaper man, guess what I seen
Shit bad enough to make a grown man scream
And then I woke up, it's not a bad dream
I don't really wanna talk about it
Cause every time I talk about it, I go off about it
And every time I get like that I wanna start somebody
This World really got you thinking that you on somebody
So what you got a gun, I don't give a fuck about it
I would take every bullet and every buck up out it
So muthaf-cker cock it back and please buck away
Cause right now I'm feeling fuck you...

[Chorus]
And fuck today
Fuck today
Fuck everything gon be alright
Fuck ok
Cause I'm feeling like I had about enough today
Cause I'm feeling like I had about enough today
[Repeat]

Don't you see that World is my stage
And I must perform to the best of my abilities
Yeaaaah
Muthafuckers talking away
But we don't care what they say
We taking this day by day

[Gudda Gudda]
Man, I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning
And my tank on E plus the gas price soaring
Baby momma trippin tryna get me for my money
Now she laughing to the bank and aint a damn thing funny
My momma lights off and my daddy don't call
My nigga got killed, man I miss my dawg
The landlord buggin and the rent keep coming
And the heater broke and I gotta warm my house with the oven
Everytime I think about it man it get depressing
And the stock market down, the whole country in recession
Plus the cops got a warrant out they trying to arrest me
Man this whole day startin to stress me
Nigga so...

[Gudda Gudda / LilWayne - Chorus]
Fuck today
Fuck everything gon be alright
Fuck ok
Cause I'm feeling like I had about enough today
Cause I'm feeling like I had about enough today

Don't you see that this whole World is my stage
And I must perform to the best of my abilities
Yeaaaah
Muthafuckers talking away
But I don't care what they say
Imma take this shit day by day

[Lil Wayne - Verse 2]
Ok, these are the days, the days of our lives
Where do you have a calender cause I lost mine
Uh, I lost mine, uhh I lost mine
I'm the sickest virus on and offline
Imaginary line, you don't wanna cross mine
Found a clock in the street I'm making up for lost time
Third eye blind but it's still fuck the bullshit
Knowing what I got but more conscience of what I could get
Tired of the same shit, don't know who to blame shit
And we knew a Black President wouldn't change shit
Money still a language well aint nobody talkin'
I found my calendar in the garbage
So...

[Chorus]

Don't you see that this whole World is my stage
And I must perform to the best of my abilities
Yeaaaah
Muthafuckers talking that shit
We gon have to see what I did
Cause I don't give a fuck about it
And I don't give a shit about you
I don't give a damn about you
And I don't give a shit about you
Muthafuck you
Muthafuck me

[Chorus - repeated]

Sitting on my porch sippin' on Jim Bean
Read the newspaper man, guess what I seen
Shit bad enough to make a grown man scream
And then I woke up, it's not a bad dream

Young mula crazy...