One of Them Days Again

It's just one of them days again (one of them days, again)Ooh, I'm thinkin' 'bout where I done beenThinkin' 'bout my past relationships (my past relationships) I told them people 'bout MO3, put my life on them beats (for real)Told them the bitch I loveShe burned me, and had me scared to pee (she did)1305,

One of Them Days Again
Boosie Badazz/MO3 Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴Yeah, I ask God to watch over me
And cover me in the blood
And forgive me for the blood that I put on these streets
For real

It's just one of them days again (one of them days, again)
Ooh, I'm thinkin' 'bout where I done been
Thinkin' 'bout my past relationships (my past relationships)

That's just the way it is (huh?)
The way it is (huh?)
It's just one of them days again (one of them days, again)
They puttin' dirt on my name (dirt on my name)
And I done felt so much pain (why?)
That I'm okay with it (why?)
That's just the way it is, the way it is
It's just one of them days again

I told them people 'bout MO3, put my life on them beats (for real)
Told them the bitch I love
She burned me, and had me scared to pee (she did)
1305, where I was sleep, oh we start sellin' weed (we was)
I was sixteen when shit got deep
I'm shootin' shit for free
Handled all of my problems, we got 'em solved
Get up, go get 'em done
K-rilla was catchin' them bodies
I'm like, "Damn, I gotta get me one" (what?)
Oh, Ghost, he was ready, he servin'
Straight to the money, I gotta get me some
Marquise was outta his body, he caught a cap
They gave him sixty somethin'
Murder 'bout my name, it ain't a game
Won't let you slam to that (no)

No cap on Forest Lane
When Kenney Wayne wore that black fanny pack (yeah)
Debo slingin' sacks, yeah back to back to pack
We grammin' that (for real)
Still won't get my granny back (what?)
Fuck that dope, I am the crack
Straight to the dough, runnin' after that (oh, yeah?)
Runaway hitters, couple of killers and a pole
Couple of killers get up and get it when they go
They keep thinkin' we niggas, fuck all that talkin', we gon' go
We gon' cut up a nigga, fuck who be with 'em
Get up and get 'em, won't tolerate niggas actin' like hoes (nah)
Gunnin' my dealers, run up and get 'em
Put the gun through the window
And knock everything out the back of his throat

It's just one of them days again (one of them days, again)
Ooh, I'm thinkin' 'bout where I done been
Thinkin' 'bout my past relationships (my past relationships)
That's just the way it is (huh?)
The way it is (huh?)
It's just one of them days again (one of them days, again)
They puttin' dirt on my name (dirt on my name)
And I done felt so much pain (why?)
That I'm okay with it (why?)
That's just the way it is, the way it is
It's just one of them days again

I'm not feelin' fly even though that I'm hot
I see through these niggas like mirrors
I hate what I see wit my eye, they livin' a lie
I woke up kinda salty today (man)
Couldn't even eat my Frosted Flakes
Real niggas had call aways
This what you call sour day
I made his bond, this nigga turned red (help me, Lawd)
Took care of his son, this nigga hit my pet (help me, Lawd)
I had five Backwoods straight, I smoked the whole pack (help me, Lawd)
'Cause she did me like that, then she turned the bet (told my boss)
She must ain't never loved me, 3

Never knew love 'til I met this girl
Woke up mad in this big ass bed
Man, fuck some head, I need some love
They better not fuck with me (fuckin' diabetes)
I'm thinkin' casualties (oowee, no)

It's just one of them days again (one of them days, again)
Ooh, I'm thinkin' 'bout where I done been
Thinkin' 'bout my past relationships (my past relationships)
That's just the way it is (huh?)
The way it is (huh?)
It's just one of them days again (one of them days, again)
They puttin' dirt on my name (dirt on my name)
And I done felt so much pain (why?)
That I'm okay with it (why?)
That's just the way it is, the way it is
It's just one of them days again

My P.O. Keep askin' me shit
My lie don't sound the same (it don't)
Ada got cancer, I think she got it
From smokin' like Eddie Cain (they smokin')
When I met Rayn, bitch I was strapped
The rap wasn't in my brain (it wasn't)
We sellin' CD's like crack cocaine
Yeah, bitch, we changed the game (yeah)
Three baby mamas, yeah, my first one
She so solid (so solid)
My second one be in my pockets
'Cause she know I got 'em (them dollars)
My third one, that bitch so crazy
Keep my name in gossip (what?)
That's 'cause she lost, I'm told 'em
Them hoes she wit' is not yo' partnas (yeah)
Mama say I need to chill, she got a bad feelin' (she do)
She know them shootouts I been in
She know the way I'm livin' (that's true)
But, I won't tell her I been spinnin'
Won't let her get in my business (what?)
I smoke that nigga, that's crucifixion to go, tell God forgive me

It's just one of them days again (one of them days, again)
Ooh, I'm thinkin' 'bout where I done been
Thinkin' 'bout my past relationships (my past relationships)
That's just the way it is (huh?)
The way it is (huh?)
It's just one of them days again (one of them days, again)
They puttin' dirt on my name (dirt on my name)
And I done felt so much pain (why?)
That I'm okay with it (why?)
That's just the way it is, the way it is
It's just one of them days again

Me, my Glock and my cousins
Lookin' 'round tryna catch us a hustle
It's just one of them days again (just one of them days)
Had to put down with my muscle
Now motherfuckers back sayin' I'm crazy (you know what it is)
It's just one of them days again (just one of them days)
Fuck Officer Friendly, bitch
Right now, I'm AK-friendly, bitch, yeah

Boosie Badazz, MO3, nigga, we got the streets, nigga
We all lively nigga, yeah


Overall Meaning

In "One of Them Days Again," Boosie Badazz Mo3 raps about his struggles with past relationships, violence, and fame. The song begins with a prayer, asking God to cover him in the blood and forgive him for the blood he has put on the streets. He then discusses his past, reminiscing about where he's been and the women who have burned him. However, he's also reflecting on his current situation, feeling like they're putting dirt on his name and acknowledging the pain he's felt and accepted as part of his life. The chorus repeats that it's just one of those days again, where he's thinking about his past and current struggles.


He goes on to talk about his experiences with the law, lying to his probation officer, and his friend who has cancer from smoking. He also reflects on his success and the game he and his crew have been changing. However, he also acknowledges that his lifestyle and actions have consequences, asking for God's forgiveness for his violent acts.


The song is a manifestation of Mo3's complex yet troubled mind, and how his past actions and relationships have affected him. He's unapologetic about his past, yet he's also in touch with his spirituality and believes in redemption.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, I ask God to watch over me
I pray for God's protection and guidance


And cover me in the blood
I seek God's forgiveness and redemption


And forgive me for the blood that I put on these streets
I ask for forgiveness for the violence and harm I have caused in my community


For real
Sincerely, genuinely


It's just one of them days again (one of them days, again)
It's one of those difficult days that I frequently experience


Ooh, I'm thinkin' 'bout where I done been
I'm reflecting on my past experiences and choices


Thinkin' 'bout my past relationships (my past relationships)
Recalling the romantic connections I've had in the past


That's just the way it is (huh?)
That's how life unfolds, regardless


It's just one of them days again (one of them days, again)
It's another one of those difficult days I often face


They puttin' dirt on my name (dirt on my name)
People are spreading negative rumors and tarnishing my reputation


And I done felt so much pain (why?)
I have experienced immense emotional suffering


That I'm okay with it (why?)
I have learned to accept and tolerate the pain


That's just the way it is, the way it is
That's simply how life unfolds, with all its hardships


I told them people 'bout MO3, put my life on them beats (for real)
I shared my personal experiences and struggles through my music


Told them the bitch I love
Expressed my affection for a woman


She burned me, and had me scared to pee (she did)
She betrayed me and caused me great anxiety


1305, where I was sleep, oh we start sellin' weed (we was)
At 1305, the place I used to live, we began selling marijuana


I was sixteen when shit got deep
I was only sixteen when things became dangerous and serious


I'm shootin' shit for free
I engage in violent activities without any financial gain


Handled all of my problems, we got 'em solved
I successfully dealt with all the issues and conflicts I faced


Get up, go get 'em done
Motivate yourself and take action to accomplish your goals


K-rilla was catchin' them bodies
K-rilla was involved in deadly acts of violence


I'm like, 'Damn, I gotta get me one' (what?)
I became determined to also commit a murder


Oh, Ghost, he was ready, he servin'
Ghost, a member of my crew, was prepared and actively participating in criminal activities


Straight to the money, I gotta get me some
My focus is solely on obtaining wealth and financial success


Marquise was outta his body, he caught a cap
Marquise was killed, shot in the head


They gave him sixty somethin'
His killers received a sentence of sixty years or more


Murder 'bout my name, it ain't a game
People associate my name with violent acts and it has serious consequences


Won't let you slam to that (no)
I won't allow anyone to disrespect or slander my name


No cap on Forest Lane
There is no limit or restriction on Forest Lane (location)


When Kenney Wayne wore that black fanny pack (yeah)
Referring to a specific event or memory related to Kenney Wayne and his black fanny pack


Debo slingin' sacks, yeah back to back to pack
Debo is selling illegal drugs continuously, without pause


We grammin' that (for real)
We are heavily involved in selling drugs, specifically marijuana


Still won't get my granny back (what?)
Even with all the drug dealing and money, I cannot bring my grandmother back to life


Fuck that dope, I am the crack
I am the main source and cause of chaos and destruction


Straight to the dough, runnin' after that (oh, yeah?)
I am relentlessly pursuing money and financial success


Runaway hitters, couple of killers and a pole
There are dangerous individuals in our group, armed and ready to commit violence


Couple of killers get up and get it when they go
Some of the killers in our crew are always active and ready to commit crimes


They keep thinkin' we niggas, fuck all that talkin', we gon' go
People make assumptions about us based on our race, but we will take action instead of just talking


We gon' cut up a nigga, fuck who be with 'em
We will violently attack someone, regardless of who is accompanying them


Get up and get 'em, won't tolerate niggas actin' like hoes (nah)
We will confront and take action against individuals who behave weak or cowardly


Gunnin' my dealers, run up and get 'em
I am encouraging others to aggressively pursue and attack our drug dealers


Put the gun through the window
Using a firearm to threaten and intimidate someone


And knock everything out the back of his throat
Physically harming and causing severe injury to someone


I'm not feelin' fly even though that I'm hot
Despite appearing confident, I don't feel good inside


I see through these niggas like mirrors
I can easily see the true intentions and nature of people


I hate what I see wit my eye, they livin' a lie
I despise the deceptive behavior and false lives that people lead


I woke up kinda salty today (man)
I woke up feeling resentful and agitated


Couldn't even eat my Frosted Flakes
I couldn't enjoy a simple pleasure like eating breakfast


Real niggas had call aways
My close associates had pressing matters to attend to


This what you call sour day
This is an extremely unpleasant and frustrating day


I made his bond, this nigga turned red (help me, Lawd)
I helped him pay his bail, but he became angry or betrayed me in return


Took care of his son, this nigga hit my pet (help me, Lawd)
I provided support for his child, but he harmed or killed my pet in revenge


I had five Backwoods straight, I smoked the whole pack (help me, Lawd)
I was so distressed that I smoked an entire pack of Backwoods cigars one after another


'Cause she did me like that, then she turned the bet (told my boss)
She betrayed me and then made a bet about me, informing my boss


She must ain't never loved me, 3
She probably never truly loved me, as evidenced by her actions


Never knew love 'til I met this girl
I only experienced true love after meeting this particular girl


Woke up mad in this big ass bed
I woke up angry even though I have a spacious bed


Man, fuck some head, I need some love
I don't care about sexual pleasure, I crave emotional intimacy


They better not fuck with me (fuckin' diabetes)
Others should avoid messing with me, or else they'll face consequences


I'm thinkin' casualties (oowee, no)
I'm considering the potential negative outcomes and harm


My P.O. Keep askin' me shit
My probation officer repeatedly questions me


My lie don't sound the same (it don't)
I struggle to maintain consistent lies to cover up my actions


Ada got cancer, I think she got it
Ada has been diagnosed with cancer, I suspect it's due to her smoking habit


From smokin' like Eddie Cain (they smokin')
Like Eddie Cain, they have a habit of smoking excessively


When I met Rayn, bitch I was strapped
When I met Rayn, I was armed with a weapon


The rap wasn't in my brain (it wasn't)
I was not involved in rapping or music at that time


We sellin' CD's like crack cocaine
We are selling CD's with the same intensity and dedication as crack cocaine


Yeah, bitch, we changed the game (yeah)
We revolutionized and had a significant impact on the music industry


Three baby mamas, yeah, my first one
I have three children with different mothers, starting with the first one


She so solid (so solid)
She is reliable and trustworthy


My second one be in my pockets
The second mother of my child constantly asks for money


'Cause she know I got 'em (them dollars)
She knows I have the financial means to support our child


My third one, that bitch so crazy
My third child's mother is mentally unstable and unpredictable


Keep my name in gossip (what?)
She constantly spreads rumors and talks about me


That's 'cause she lost, I'm told 'em
She behaves this way because she is jealous and resentful of me


Them hoes she wit' is not yo' partnas (yeah)
The people she associates with are not your true friends or allies


Mama say I need to chill, she got a bad feelin' (she do)
My mother advises me to calm down, as she has a strong sense of foreboding


She know them shootouts I been in
She is aware of the violent conflicts I have been involved in


She know the way I'm livin' (that's true)
She understands my lifestyle and choices


But, I won't tell her I been spinnin'
I won't disclose my involvement in further violent activities


Won't let her get in my business (what?)
I will keep my mother out of my personal affairs


I smoke that nigga, that's crucifixion to go, tell God forgive me
I killed that person, which is a sinful act, and I ask God for forgiveness


Me, my Glock and my cousins
Myself, my firearm, and my close relatives


Lookin' 'round tryna catch us a hustle
Searching for opportunities to engage in illegal or illicit activities


Had to put down with my muscle
I had to use physical force to establish authority or protect myself


Now motherfuckers back sayin' I'm crazy (you know what it is)
Now people are once again calling me insane and unstable


Fuck Officer Friendly, bitch
I have complete disdain for law enforcement


Right now, I'm AK-friendly, bitch, yeah
Currently, I am very inclined towards using assault rifles or other firearms


Boosie Badazz, MO3, nigga, we got the streets, nigga
Boosie Badazz and MO3 - our music resonates with the community and we are influential


We all lively nigga, yeah
We are all energetic and full of life


Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, ASSET DISTRIBUTION, LLC, NOREMAC MEDIA GROUP
Written by: Torence Hatch, Melvin A. Noble

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