Day In The Life
Joey Bada$$ Lyrics


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On some third eye shit
La Musica de Harry Fraud

On some third eye shit
What a young nigga to do? Little yute
Trying to figure the bigger truth
Fed up with little proof
Hopped off this stoop and cocked this duece
Adopted by the street life
Moms was juice and riches
Pops was tools he lifted, son of a gun
He put fools in ditches
Raised well, time went on and he aged well
At age 12 dropped a twelve
Gauge and two A-12’s when I blaze this L
See niggas who ain't obey the style
So they spray shells and
Tool-grade's the cells he remain swell
But you can tell that life
That was once difficult
Got flipped like reciprocals
He retired the days in which he
Booted slaves and caught up in
Fusillades, and now he gets
Induced whenever music plays

But that's just a day in the life
You saying it right
Weak cats get dismayed in a night
Get this made in a night
You can say it ain't right
But that's just a day in the life
You saying it right
Weak cats get dismayed in a night
Get this made in a night
You can say it ain't right

At the back of my mind I'm held hostage
Incarcerated flow, they got me locked up and
Blocked up my chakras
Only thing on my conscience
Is contracts and contests
Can't burn no bridges
Surready no calling back to the
Nigga I used to be when, shit was new to me
Move indubitably
Honeys always talking about they nudity
But stay including me to the exclusivities
I love titties, but amor kitties
You know I got those vato
You know the motto for models
Trust you gon' swallow
But mine not those bottles
Men lie, women lie, but not no lotto
It's the primeval underground but nah
Not no fossil

But that's just a day in the life
You saying it right
Weak cats get dismayed in a night
Get this made in a night
You can say it ain't right
But that's just a day in the life
You saying it right
Weak cats get dismayed in a night
Get this made in a night
You can say it ain't right
But that's just a day in the life
You saying it right
Weak cats get dismayed in a night




Get this made in a night
You can say it ain't right

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Day In The Life" by Joey Bada$$ delve into the experiences and emotions of a young individual trying to navigate through life and find their purpose. The song opens with the mention of "third eye shit," which alludes to spiritual enlightenment and a deeper understanding of the world. The reference to Harry Fraud, the producer of the song, suggests that this journey of self-discovery is supported by the musical backdrop.


The singer, referred to as a "little yute" (youth), is seeking the truth and is frustrated by the lack of concrete evidence or proof to guide them. Feeling fed up, they make a decision to step away from their current environment and adopt a street life mentality. Their mother, who sought money and success ("juice and riches"), and father, who used tools and violence ("tools he lifted, son of a gun"), influence their mindset. They become involved in dangerous activities, putting themselves and others in harm's way.


As time progresses, the singer matures, exemplified by the reference to being aged 12 when they acquire weapons. However, they also recognize the consequences and damage caused by their actions ("fools in ditches"). Despite their troubled past, they signal a desire to move on from the violence and become introspective ("life that was once difficult, got flipped like reciprocals"). They retire from their previous lifestyle of enacting violence and become captivated by the power of music.


The chorus highlights the cyclical nature of life, acknowledging that what the singer experiences is just a day in their life. The term "weak cats" refers to individuals who are easily discouraged or overwhelmed. The singer’s experiences, however, occur and are resolved within a night, demonstrating their resilience and ability to adapt to challenges. The lyrics suggest that although their journey may not be conventional or "right," it is their reality.


In the second verse, the singer reveals the internal struggles they face. They feel imprisoned and blocked creatively, with their flow and chakras (energy centers) disrupted. Their focus is solely on contracts and competitions, with a sense of caution not to burn bridges. They reflect on their past self, when everything was new and exciting, aware of their growth and evolution. They mention interactions with women, acknowledging their attraction to physical beauty but also valuing deeper connections. The line "Men lie, women lie, but not no lotto" suggests that while people may deceive, the outcome of chance (such as winning the lottery) is straightforward and genuine.


Overall, "Day In The Life" captures the struggles, growth, and reflections of a young individual trying to find their place in the world. It explores themes of self-discovery, resilience, and the transformative power of music.


Line by Line Meaning

On some third eye shit
Engaged in deep contemplation and spiritual awareness


What a young nigga to do? Little yute
As a young person, unsure about the path to take


Trying to figure the bigger truth
Seeking to understand the greater meaning of life


Fed up with little proof
Frustrated with the lack of evidence or validation


Hopped off this stoop and cocked this duece
Stepped away from a stagnant situation and prepared for action


Adopted by the street life
Embraced the lifestyle and mentality of the urban environment


Moms was juice and riches
His mother sought wealth and success


Pops was tools he lifted, son of a gun
His father was involved in illegal activities, passing down a legacy


He put fools in ditches
He eliminated his enemies or competition


Raised well, time went on and he aged well
Received proper upbringing and maintained a positive image as time passed


At age 12 dropped a twelve
Engaged in criminal activity at a young age


Gauge and two A-12’s when I blaze this L
Possessed firearms and used them when smoking marijuana


See niggas who ain't obey the style
Encountering individuals who don't conform to the expected lifestyle


So they spray shells and Tool-grade's the cells he remain swell
They respond with violence, causing harm, but he stays confident and resilient


But you can tell that life
One can perceive that life


That was once difficult
Which was once challenging


Got flipped like reciprocals
Has been turned around completely


He retired the days in which he
He left behind the times when he


Booted slaves and caught up in
Enslaved himself and became entangled in


Fusillades, and now he gets
Strict attacks, and now he becomes


Induced whenever music plays
Inspired whenever music is present


At the back of my mind I'm held hostage
Feeling mentally trapped and restricted


Incarcerated flow, they got me locked up and
Feeling constrained and controlled in terms of artistic expression


Blocked up my chakras
Obstructed the flow of spiritual energy


Only thing on my conscience
The only concern weighing on my mind


Is contracts and contests
Focused primarily on business agreements and competitions


Can't burn no bridges
Cannot sever connections or damage relationships


Surready no calling back to the
Unwilling to return to the


Nigga I used to be when, shit was new to me
The person he was in the past, when he was inexperienced


Move indubitably
Continue forward with confidence and certainty


Honeys always talking about they nudity
Women always discussing their nakedness


But stay including me to the exclusivities
But still include me in their exclusive activities


I love titties, but amor kitties
I enjoy breasts, but I truly love cats


You know I got those vato
You know I possess those, my friend


You know the motto for models
You are familiar with the slogan for models


Trust you gon' swallow
Believe that you will consume


But mine not those bottles
But not the alcoholic beverages


Men lie, women lie, but not no lotto
People may lie, but the lottery doesn't


It's the primeval underground but nah
This is the raw and primal underground, but not exactly


Not no fossil
Definitely not outdated or extinct


But that's just a day in the life
However, that's just a typical day for me


You saying it right
You understand correctly


Weak cats get dismayed in a night
Inferior individuals become discouraged quickly


Get this made in a night
Achieve success or create something quickly


You can say it ain't right
You may argue that it's unjust




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@mikele273able

LYRICS:
On some third eye shit
What a young nigga to do? Little yute trying to figure the bigger truth
Fed up with little proof, hopped off this stoop and cocked this duece
Adopted by the street life, Moms was juice and riches
Pops was tools he lifted, son of a gun, he put fools in ditches
Raised well, time went on and he aged well
At age 12 dropped a twelve gauge of 28 twelves
When I blaze this L, see niggas who ain't obey the style
So they spray shells and tool-grade's the cells
You remain swell, but you can tell that life that was once difficult
Got flipped like reciprocals
He retired the days in which he booted slaves and caught up in
Fusillades, and now he gets induced whenever music plays

[Hook x2]
But that's just a day in the life,
You saying it right, weak cats get dismayed in a night
Get this made in a night
You can say it ain't right

[Verse 2]
At the back of my mind I'm held hostage
Incarcerated flow, they got me locked up and blocked up my chakras
Only thing on my conscience is contracts and contests
Can't burn no bridges, surready no calling back to the
Nigga I used to be when, shit was new to me
Move indubitably, honeys always talking about they nudity
But stay including me to the exclusivities
I love titties, but amor kitties
You know I got those vato, you know the motto for models
Trust you gon' swallow, but mine not those bottles
Men lie, women lie, but not no lotto
It's the primeval underground but nah, not no fossil



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Obviously one of the most lyrical rappers of all time

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In the back of my mind I'm held hostage. Incarcerated flow that got me locked up and blocked up my chakras.

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who else gets goosebumps when the saxaphone comes up?

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