What a Good Day
J. Visser Lyrics


I remember mostly fucking everything
I remember thinking of a wedding ring
I remember thinking she was everything, but that was never enough I knew it
I remember all the little crumbs, and the specific creases in the couches
Where the bugs at
Balling on these nigguhs like I never dropped my sport cap, and straight commotions resulted in ruin
I find it funny, not so funny keep it serious, show me you how you move in a room full of periods
They way you treat your woman is how you show your experience
I guess I'm lacking don't know how to do it
I can't remember how I used to be, it's bruising me
Cause who I used to be would look me and think I'm losing me
So let me find him quick, and put myself back full of unity and maybe I'll be forgiven or screw it
I remember days steady working on my game
Early morning balling tryna wipe the stress away
I remember days when a brotha used to skate
Chilling with my bro's not thinking of anything
I remember days chasing money everyday
Working overnights steady working on my pay 
I remember days when a brotha used to say
I would never smoke now I'm smoking everyday
I remember a lot, I wish I forgot, but I be in my head quite a lot
Formulating and motivating that's all I got
I bet you wishing that was true, but I be rapping a lot
Which gave me access to these flows that I be flipping around
If you remember one thing, than remember that I'm killing it, and that you would witness
How easy a nigguh ripping it, not the bag of chips but the mic yeah when I'm spitting kid
I hope if I decease I touched enough people's hearts
So maybe I could live forever In the sound of your car
Or your heart, and if I disappear just know I ain't far
Look up at the stars and you'll see me waving at ya'll, but for the moment that I'm here
I see it's clear to be resilient, and grab your moment, and hold it until their curious
Than after that I grab a lighter in fact, and roll up my weed, and write another song till I'm stacked again
I remember days steady working on my game
Early morning balling tryna wipe the stress away
I remember days when a brotha used to skate
Chilling with my bro's not thinking of anything
I remember days chasing money everyday
Working overnights steady working on my pay 
I remember days when a brotha used to say
I would never smoke now I'm smoking everyday


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Written by: Jordan Barthelemy

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