作词 : Dicaprio/John Welch/Bobby Turner Jr
 作曲 : Dicaprio/John Welch/Bobby Turner Jr
Just the other day it was a dream to make it
Just the other day, that same dream, they tried to take it
Just the other day all you wanna do is see them be great
Just the other day, they look you in the face, eyes full of hate
Bobby Kritical
Just the other day I was got damn broke
You got a five, I got a five, let's smoke
Just the other day I was running from them folks
Like (Ooh, ooh) ****** is too slow
Just the other day I was telling all my bros (Woah, woah)
***** it's time to go
Just the other day I was got damn broke
Just the other day I was
Just the other day I was broke as a *****
Walking to walk work in the hot Sun, soaking it in
I never been a **** man, but I'm the ****** of man
Buying some smoke from the dude with the **** throw five,
Four point five, so on, so forth
I'm tryna get my ****ing goals, not goyard
Paying for the lawyers, get my bros out the courtyard
Cause I got an ear for the flows, not Mozart,
But damn a ***** go hard
Put me on a postcard or miss me til the show start
My ****** got a Benz and he push it like a go-cart
Tryna get one of them, but my ends like "don't start
The bulls**t again fore' you end up a broke"
But, again, so don't pretend
Oh we remember, last September, like the coldest winter
Man I really had to show these ******
I owe these ****** a throat slit, know me *****
Just the other day I was got damn broke
You got a five, I got a five, let's smoke
Just the other day I was running from them folks
Like (Ooh, ooh) ****** is too slow
Just the other day I was telling all my bros (Woah, woah)
***** it's time to go
Just the other day I was got damn broke
Just the other day I was
Today, today, I woke up like this
My girl on my left, no watch on my wrist
Some rings on my fist
What we did last night? Was it a hurricane in here last night?
It would appear that something ***ual
Or severe having being that I see liquor and beer,
**** people still in the living room sleep, come and see
She say "I'm dizzy,"
Don't wanna move, just wanna lay under me
Honestly, I know that just other day you was goddamn broke
Watch outside, that ***** shot them folks
Glock in the ride, you gotta watch them folks
And the cops be wilding, we ain't even provoke 'em
I remember being broker than I is right now
Tryna find a place to live, s**t I'm is right now
In doubt of my next move, get a pill, bite down, find focus
I grab pen, it was poetry in motion
Not the same for many folks, different strokes, colloquialism
Idiot vision, y'all seen I was doing the most
Definite ****, it's on the scene, not in need of a vote
Repping the city, what's ya team, *****, **** 'em
East Atlanta king and I mean every letter
But when I'm good I'm good, when I'm bad, I'm better
The man of the method, it's a method to the man
As I'm stepping in my bag, with the killers, step back
Repping the city, showing love I don't even get back
But that's the plight of a player,
Plot an attack and rocking and rapping,
Rippin' rappers off of the ****in' map
Suckers suffer, succotash
I need that Mark Zucker bag, Zuckerberg
Hovercraft flows, I don't **** with that
Bulls**t below, from the ceiling to the floor
Full schizo for the dough
New pistol, but I know I'm planting seeds hoping they grow
But they don't, then I don't know
But all I know a *****-
Just the other day I was got damn broke
You got a five, I got a five, let's smoke
Just the other day I was running from them folks
Like (Ooh, ooh) ****** is too slow
Just the other day I was telling all my bros (Woah, woah)
***** it's time to go
Just the other day I was got damn broke
Just the other day I was yeah