Will of faith Go both ways Stack that cake No bad days No bad days She get face They give praise No bad days [x3] Do what I want, bet I'ma ball, bet I'ma stunt Never complain, never gon' fade, never gon' punt Kicked out [?], slept on the floor But I still made it Yeah, switched up the play, switched up the flow Bitch I'm the greatest Uh, I'm with the freeze, keeping it [?] Fucking a pro, yeah But fuck the police, the [?] Manifestation, practice it daily Got it from Fresco My enemies hate me, hoes wanna rate me Vamonos, let's go! I heard you was looking for me Will of faith Go both ways Stack that cake No bad days No bad days She get face They give praise No bad days [x3] Pick your head up (bounce) Pick your head up (bounce) Lift your hands up (bounce) Pick your head up (bounce) (Holy shit that's him!) Bop your head (bounce) Bop your head (bounce) Bop your head (bounce) Bop your head (bounce) Look, I ain't have a bad day go down in a minute Got women tryna text my phone, I don't pay attention Got a lady back at home, that's unnecessary tension Hair don' got so long, they think I don' got extensions Take it down, snatch up short, just what's she been missing Out the [?], I work out, and get back to my mission Flexed up, powered up, now they back tracking mistakes Man, you should have never started with us, now you boys gotta pay I need [?], I ain't in love with money, money the root of all evil And I can't it from it - sorry, can't take it with me Ain't nothing around me to lift me My concentration get shifted, meditation get iffy I need a J and a sticky, make sure it's pulling and potent They tell me stop what I'm doing, I just go though the motion I count my cash in the open, then I ash in the ocean Unless you one of the homies I never pass when I'm smoking It's Mr. "Walk-it-like-I-talk-it" when I'm smoking on the doja It's no bad days here and I meant that when I told ya We play all of our cards right, pokerface, don't fold up You ain't fooling nobody, we knew you was fraud when you showed up I hate counterfeit bills, I hate counterfeit people These niggas ain't really duos, they just tryna do what we do See these rappers can't act right, but I see it's like Pac life Since they came through with theyself, they double up for half price Yeah, you thought that you were slick, you were slick, huh? Thought nobody seen you falling off your shit, huh? Thought nobody knew you needed a new clique, huh? Now you looking stupid, ever since you switched I've been forgiving them people for their past ways Asking God to still bless 'em on they pathway I just flick it out the window, ain't no ashtray Yeah, that way, you know, no bad days Now bounce We really the greatest at this shit, man Yeah, shit, I'm gone