Another Day
A.. GAMES Lyrics


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Just the other day, I

Just the other day, I saw a hologram of Eazy around my way
I started to pray, I hopped up in that Maybach
I know I said I wouldn't but sometimes a nigga gotta crossover like A.I
I crossover like Steph Curry, crossover like CP
But I will not crossover so niggas can buy the CD
This NWA ha, smokin' that Bombay, we stay high
Niggas is killin', we out the way ha
I think about the day I first met Dre
I got my Aftermath Chain, I iced out the A
I stayed on some gangsta shit but still bump that De La
Dippin' down Green Leaf, Cherry Six Tre
I felt like I ain't need your love
Wrote the song "Hittin' Switches", then I recorded the shit with Faith
I did the BET Awards with Mary J
I stayed on top of California like the bay niggas

Just the other day I
Seen a Compton hat and it reminded me of Eazy
Just the other day I
Had a dream that I did some more G Shit with Nate Dogg
Shout-out to the Bay, bruh
Cause my niggas drivin' down with Chronic to LA
Where that Alize now?
Case a nigga wanna trip, got the thing on my waist side

Shout to my niggas up in Wayside
Take these Amber Rose pictures, send up 'em the way
I love my niggas, especially in the pen
I hold you down if I never see you again
I put that on my kids
I sweat them blood tears
I trade places with you, and do some of your years
I confronted my fears
I roll up a fat one and disappear on the pier
I wish you niggas was here and
Just the other day I, was riding through the old hood
Feelin' like the old Suge, me and my city both good
I understand I've been misunderstood
Niggas hate me cause they wishin' they could
Kill me, put my face on obituaries when I was just in they hood
Keepin' they bitches in missionary positions now look
Don't ever ask me about Dre I
Been 100 with my nigga since the day I, signed to the Math and

Just the other day I
Seen a Compton hat and it reminded me of Eazy
Just the other day I
Had a dream that I did some more G Shit with Nate Dogg
Shout-out to the Bay, bruh
Cause my niggas drivin' down with Chronic to LA
Where that Alize now?
Case a nigga wanna trip, got the thing on my waist side

Just the other day I
Seen a Compton hat and I swear it reminded me of Eazy
Just the other day I
Had a dream I did some more G Shit with Nate Dogg
And you ain't gotta ask you know




Where I'm from
Nigga don't ask you know where I'm from

Overall Meaning

In "Another Day," A. GAMES reflects on his journey as an artist and pays homage to his inspirations and influences. He begins by recalling the day he saw a hologram of Eazy-E, the legendary rapper and former member of N.W.A. A. GAMES acknowledges the influence of Eazy-E and his group on his own music, and the ways in which they paved the way for younger artists like himself. He also describes his own success and crossover into mainstream music, comparing himself to basketball players Allen Iverson, Stephen Curry, and Chris Paul.


Throughout the song, A. GAMES maintains his connection to his roots and his community, referencing specific locations in California and recognizing the support of his fellow artists and fans. He mentions his relationship with Dr. Dre, his mentor and collaborator, and his gratitude for his fans and fellow artists who have supported him throughout his career. The song ends with a declaration of pride in his hometown and his identity as a Compton rapper.


In "Another Day," A. GAMES describes the importance of history and representation in his music. He pays tribute to the artists who have come before him, acknowledges his own success, and highlights the influence of his community and his culture. The song is a celebration of his journey and his identity, as well as a reflection on the challenges and opportunities that come with being an artist in the modern music industry.


Line by Line Meaning

Just the other day, I saw a hologram of Eazy around my way
The artist saw a hologram of Eazy in his neighborhood recently, which reminded him of the past and the Compton hat he saw.


I started to pray, I hopped up in that Maybach
The artist started to pray after seeing the hologram and then got into his Maybach.


I know I said I wouldn't but sometimes a nigga gotta crossover like A.I
The artist says he wouldn't usually cross over, but sometimes you have to, like Allen Iverson did on the court.


I crossover like Steph Curry, crossover like CP
The artist crosses over like basketball players Steph Curry and Chris Paul.


But I will not crossover so niggas can buy the CD
The artist won't cross over to sell more CDs.


This NWA ha, smokin' that Bombay, we stay high
The artist's crew smokes Bombay and stays elevated.


Niggas is killin', we out the way ha
Violent activity is happening, but the artist and his crew are staying out of harm's way.


I think about the day I first met Dre
The artist thinks about the day he met Dr. Dre.


I got my Aftermath Chain, I iced out the A
The artist got an Aftermath chain and put some ice on the A.


I stayed on some gangsta shit but still bump that De La
The artist remained true to his gangsta roots, but still listened to De La Soul.


Dippin' down Green Leaf, Cherry Six Tre
The artist drove down Green Leaf and Cherry Six Tre.


I felt like I ain't need your love
The artist didn't feel like he needed anyone's love.


Wrote the song "Hittin' Switches", then I recorded the shit with Faith
The artist wrote the song 'Hittin' Switches' and then made a recording with Faith.


I did the BET Awards with Mary J
The artist performed at the BET Awards with Mary J Blige.


I stayed on top of California like the bay niggas
The artist kept on top of the game in California, like the Bay Area rappers.


Seen a Compton hat and it reminded me of Eazy
The artist saw a Compton hat recently, which reminded him of Eazy.


Had a dream that I did some more G Shit with Nate Dogg
The artist had a dream that he did more gangsta stuff with Nate Dogg.


Shout-out to the Bay, bruh
The artist gives a shout-out to the Bay Area.


Cause my niggas drivin' down with Chronic to LA
The artist's crew is driving down to LA with some Chronic.


Where that Alize now?
The artist wonders where the Alize is.


Case a nigga wanna trip, got the thing on my waist side
The artist has something on his waist side in case anyone wants to start trouble.


Shout to my niggas up in Wayside
The artist gives a shout-out to his friends in Wayside.


Take these Amber Rose pictures, send up 'em the way
The artist tells his friends to take some pictures of Amber Rose and send them his way.


I love my niggas, especially in the pen
The artist loves his friends, especially the ones who are incarcerated.


I hold you down if I never see you again
The artist promises to hold his friends down even if he never sees them again.


I put that on my kids
The artist swears on his kids that he will hold his friends down.


I sweat them blood tears
The artist puts in a lot of hard work and effort for his friends.


I trade places with you, and do some of your years
The artist would trade places with his friends and do some of their prison time if he could.


I confronted my fears
The artist confronts his fears head-on.


I roll up a fat one and disappear on the pier
The artist rolls up a big joint and disappears on a pier.


I wish you niggas was here
The artist wishes his friends were here with him.


Feelin' like the old Suge, me and my city both good
The artist feels like the old Suge Knight, and he and his city are both doing well.


I understand I've been misunderstood
The artist knows that he has been misunderstood.


Niggas hate me cause they wishin' they could
People hate the artist because they wish they were him.


Kill me, put my face on obituaries when I was just in they hood
People want to kill the artist and put his face in obituaries, even though he was just in their neighborhood.


Keepin' they bitches in missionary positions now look
Those who want to harm the artist are now keeping their girlfriends in missionary positions, as if they are submissive.


Don't ever ask me about Dre I
The artist doesn't want to be asked about Dr. Dre.


Been 100 with my nigga since the day I, signed to the Math
The artist has been honest with Dr. Dre since he first signed to Aftermath Records.




Lyrics © DistroKid, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Asiahn Jalecca Rebecca Bryant, Jayceon Terrell Taylor, Stanley Bernard Benton, Thepporn Petchubon, Theron Femmster, Trevor Lawrence

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@veljkotakic1817

[Intro]
It's motherfuckin' Game time!

[Verse: Game]
Six pounds of chronic on my grandma coffee table
That's how you remember it? That's how I remember it
Yeah, dip into the liquor store, nine in my khakis
Crips tryna get at me, my red Impala bumping like acne
My city a trap me; been shot, robbed, stabbed, chased home, socked out
Jabbed by esse's, cops, degenerate niggas with rags
Disintegrate niggas when enemy, dome shots like Kennedy
Slugs drippin' with Hennessey, got murderous tendencies
And if you don't know where the fuck they got me from
Martin Scorsese when I pull out my gun
Scarface, car chase, tell me how your blood taste
Ask your baby mama, she'll tell you how a Blood taste
Basket case, still I'm back with Dre, wait I never left
Run up in Beats, "Bitch pass the safe! Compton"
Produced by a billion in this motherfucker
Still smokin', Dre we need a ceilin' in this motherfucker
Compton! They killin' in this motherfucker
They grillin' in this motherfucker
Lock the door, they stealin' in this motherfucker
No chains, no rings, this my home
Nigga, this Hub City, no-fly zone
Niggas pull out burners
Start breakin' like Turbo on Ozone
Crack fiends on the back streets
Where the tracks lean, where the needles lay
And switchblades, if you bitch made
Put chili all on your Frito Lay's
Where we dream of Montego Bay
But all we got is the swap meet
Where the cops meet, go bang bang
Leaves blood stains on that concrete
And I'm the only nigga bumpin' Mobb Deep
'Cause I mob deep down that side street
'Cause I'm a West side rider, live with gats on collars
Don't hate me, better get your dollars
I be on Rosecrans with a Glock in both hands
Leanin' on that Brougham
Flamed up like a Coke can with my name on it

[Outro: Asia Bryant]
Another day in Compton, the thrill is high
Know somebody's watchin', but I don't know why
Feel the fire burnin', it touches the sky
Feel 'em coming at you, I won't die tonight
So I get by, I get by
I get by, I get, I get by
'Cause it's just another day in Compton



All comments from YouTube:

@atigulmascay8653

OMG Asia Bryant's Part is sick as fuck, why it's so fucking short ????
Her voice is harmonizing with this beat so hard, damn. It just makes you being in Compton

@astxrism3628

Best part of this song Fr

@maliktafo5307

That's the part i came here bro fo real

@atigulmascay8653

@MALIK TAFO I am always skipping to her part bro, despite that fact that I am fan of game 😅

@maliktafo5307

@Atigül Mascay 😀👍👍

@richblackkid2523

i will always be a the game fan , he killed it

@user-gz2sd7ds1x

Kendrick Lamar laid the skeleton down tho

@dcarroll3686

Wurd me 2
It's dope too cause he always raps w the conviction from day 1!

@pishta1164

@Eff tee Pee s

@FC_MC

Thats why i‘m here

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