Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What A Day, artist - Kemba. Date of issue: 19.09.2019
Song language: English
What A Day |
| My family’s on some other shit, my grandma and my mother split |
| There’s people choosing sides |
| My cousin and my mom don’t talk, my brother and my aunt don’t talk |
| Not in each other’s lives |
| The kids are growing up so fast, inheriting their parents' past |
| Their grudges and their gripes |
| Let’s get down to the middle of it, 'cause I’m caught in the middle of it |
| But every time I try, they say |
| I don’t have no time for this shit |
| I don’t have no time |
| I don’t have no time for this shit |
| I don’t have no time |
| You’re fighting over corny shit before I was even born and shit |
| Let’s get to the important shit |
| I don’t have no time for this shit |
| I don’t have no time |
| My poppa having kids again, it made me reminisce again |
| Why all that love was lost |
| He’s raising 'em as his again, is there something that I did again? |
| Oh, now you wanna talk |
| So, now I’m facing fears again, 'cause you done wasted years again |
| Guess I should be the bigger man |
| Decided to forgive again, and you just disappeared again |
| So, now I’m wasting tears again |
| I don’t have no time for this shit |
| I don’t have no time |
| I don’t have no time for this shit |
| I don’t have no time, yeah |
| What a day, what a day |
| What a day, what a day |
| What a day, what a day |
| What a day, what a day |
| I know I’m gon' die kicking, screaming and bleeding, hooting and hollering |
| News cameras following, spreading rumors, truthful and counterfeit |
| Family watching, panicking, planning my options |
| Candlelit vigil, or start this diligent medical process |
| «Mama, don’t spend it», I whispered, spending my last tickle of oxygen |
| Speaking these politics, I was due for some consequence |
| Proven innocent, though, I’m in it, like mucus in sinuses |
| Due to proxy, I’m probably getting viewed as the opposite |
| I had all this platinum and gold for you |
| All these accolades and goals for you, all this focus on your needs |
| Money, shelter, God, and greed, all this shit that I achieved |
| Overdosed on hopes and dreams, I would sail the seven seas |
| Just to pick up a flower pot with a rose for you |
| Never thought that you would leave, but, I guess this joke’s on me |
| You ain’t even see the bearings of my fruit |
| I spent all my time at work instead of spending time with you, singing- |
| I don’t have no time for this shit |
| I don’t have no time |
| I don’t have no time for this shit |
| I don’t have no time, damn |
| What a day, what a day |
| What a day, what a day |
| What a day, what a day |
| What a day, what a day |