Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ John Cena - Just another day ------------------------------------------ [Chorus: John Cena and Trademarc] This is just another day in the life Seven flight connectors - past due bill collectors This is just another day in the life Moī money moī problems - and I ainīt got money to solve īem This is just another day in the life Gettin mobbed by fans - man nobody even knows who I am This is just another day in the life This is just another day... in my life [John Cena] Everybody askin me - what you really like? Is this really life? Do you really fight? Do you fear the mic, when thereīs millions watchin? Are you super rich now, how much grip you coppin? You the new kid, now you gettin some shine When every vet sayin that itīs not yoī time My hustle is non-stop and itīs not yoī grind Plus I hear very clear, Iīm not so blind Beef I donīt sweat it, sleep I donīt get it I remember your face itīs just your name I forget it These days they melt together as one I got some plans to do shit that ainīt never been done Take this game into battles that ainīt never been won I ainīt gonī walk through life, I think itīs better to run And yeah Iīm eatin right if you askin But the size of my wallet thatīs reflection of passion [Chorus] [Tha Trademarc] Just another face in the crowd, so to speak Huh, my electric was cut off last weak No heat, no food, no money, no girls And if lifeīs my oyster then I ainīt found pearls Makin moves every day so the ends could meet No gas money, so I use my legs and feet Everybody I meet man, they likely saw that I be in the same clothes from the night before Shoes so old you can call īem retros Man Iīm so damn broke, even my wallet echoes I got a dollar and change; man, Iīm under the gun That buckīs the only thing keepin me from bein a bum Thatīs why Iīm writin these words man, so I can get on So I can realize bein poor was makin me strong And the only reason I canīt rub pennies together is cause I carry big bills, in genuine leather [Chorus] [Cena] Shakin hands with some fans by the thousands [Marc] My place so poor, looks like public housin [Cena] Gettin the Porsche when I shoulda got the CL6 [Marc] My ride broke down, Iīma kinda between whips [Cena] Face on the X-Box, you played the game lately? [Marc] Man I canīt rent, I owe too much in late fees [Cena] Do I, charter a jet, or fly first class? [Marc] Do I take a cab? Bus seats hurt my ass [Cena] Pay my jeweler in cash, he donīt take a check [Marc] The chain I rock, leaves a green mark on my neck [Cena] Do I get the filet steak or the shrimp & crab mix? [Marc] Do I get a number 3 or a number 6? [Cena] Get in the club V.I.P. man they lettin me slide [Marc] Man they bust me for dress code, Iīm still outside [Cena] Everybody wanna be down, but I ainīt got no friends [Marc] Man nobodyīs around, I ainīt got no friends [Chorus]