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These Days Video (MV)




Performed By: Claymore
Language: English
Length: 3:28
Written by: Clayton Omane




Claymore - These Days Lyrics
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What is the topic
Got it on lock like Lockett
I'm a hard worker
I'm not really on it
But her eyes are making me want it
She threw it back and I caught it
Now my heads gone I just lost it
I'm knocked down i'm unconscious
Cuss that backs looking voluptuous
I'm booting doors I won't knock it
Just say the word and I'll cop it
I'm N'Golo you're in my pocket
You're not ready just stop it
I stack it up and make profit
You spent it all just on nonsense
Now you spent it all and you lost it
Be smarter with what you see
Be smarter spending your p
I've seen them man going bankrupt spending all their wages on green
Spending all their wages on crack molly coke ecstasy hmm nah
That ain't right when your child didn't eat uh
Tell me what am I thinking
I stay on float I ain't sinking nah
I'm Deep in thought just like Einsteine
And I'm in these notes like I'm Lincoln
I spit this flow like it's nothing
Them days I just wanted something
I stay on bread like a pigeon
But I'm still a bear when I'm hunting
Times have changed for the better
In a world full of fakes and lies
I was tryna be real like leather
Some days I can't deny I feel like the joker Heath Ledger
Although the pain was real
The light was even better better better
But I was still holding
And even though my vision was blurry
I knew my intuition was golden
And all of this while I'm wary
I was still in the field like Phill Foden
And even though times got scary
I still kept everything in motion
Kept it moving no dilemma like Nelly and Kelly Rowland
No problem I was just strolling
My mind was tryna stay focused
On girls that didn't want me
Young and naive which left me broken
I look back and just smiled lesson learnt lesson noted
You pick yourself back up cuss if you don't your minds corroded
Yeah your mind is gone
I hit the gym on the way to the moon like Neil my arm was strong
Might catch me in the cube iced out in Brum so ride along
I'm a Dutch man in my grove in my camp till nou like Frankie de Jong
Haha baby what is the matter
These bars AC like Kaka cuss I'm coming too cold Antarctica
I stay with heat like Butler
Catch and shoot on point like Luka
She sucked me soul like vecna
Listens to me like her names Alexa
She sucked my soul vecna
Listens to me like her names Alexa
These days I'm moving cold
These days I don't wanna know
These days I'll look at your face and think you f*cking pussyhole
These days I don't have the time
These days I'll focus on mine
These days it's all in my mind
Who's my friend and who's my foe
Nah wait I ain't finished watch me scan the pitch like Kimmich
Two four seven I am the realist
One five on my back like Vidic rah
Five for your face I'm swinging might pop eye when I bang this spinach Nah
Fine like the wine that's vintage
Girl you're fine to my eye like image
Ghanaian king i'm moving ready might take you're girl to the palace
Ching ching hinni I'm coming heavy
Might take your girl to the dance we don't dance but I get sturdy
All eyes on me like Tupac but it's calm cuss I stay ready
These days I'm moving cold
These days I don't wanna know
These days I'll look at your face and think you f*cking pussyhole
These days I don't have the time
These days I'll focus on mine
These days is all in my mind
Who's my friend who's my foe
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What is the topic
Got it on lock like Lockett
I'm a hard worker
I'm not really on it
But her eyes are making me want it
She threw it back and I caught it
Now my heads gone I just lost it
I'm knocked down i'm unconscious
Cuss that backs looking voluptuous
I'm booting doors I won't knock it
Just say the word and I'll cop it
I'm N'Golo you're in my pocket
You're not ready just stop it
I stack it up and make profit
You spent it all just on nonsense
Now you spent it all and you lost it
Be smarter with what you see
Be smarter spending your p
I've seen them man going bankrupt spending all their wages on green
Spending all their wages on crack molly coke ecstasy hmm nah
That ain't right when your child didn't eat uh
Tell me what am I thinking
I stay on float I ain't sinking nah
I'm Deep in thought just like Einsteine
And I'm in these notes like I'm Lincoln
I spit this flow like it's nothing
Them days I just wanted something
I stay on bread like a pigeon
But I'm still a bear when I'm hunting
Times have changed for the better
In a world full of fakes and lies
I was tryna be real like leather
Some days I can't deny I feel like the joker Heath Ledger
Although the pain was real
The light was even better better better
But I was still holding
And even though my vision was blurry
I knew my intuition was golden
And all of this while I'm wary
I was still in the field like Phill Foden
And even though times got scary
I still kept everything in motion
Kept it moving no dilemma like Nelly and Kelly Rowland
No problem I was just strolling
My mind was tryna stay focused
On girls that didn't want me
Young and naive which left me broken
I look back and just smiled lesson learnt lesson noted
You pick yourself back up cuss if you don't your minds corroded
Yeah your mind is gone
I hit the gym on the way to the moon like Neil my arm was strong
Might catch me in the cube iced out in Brum so ride along
I'm a Dutch man in my grove in my camp till nou like Frankie de Jong
Haha baby what is the matter
These bars AC like Kaka cuss I'm coming too cold Antarctica
I stay with heat like Butler
Catch and shoot on point like Luka
She sucked me soul like vecna
Listens to me like her names Alexa
She sucked my soul vecna
Listens to me like her names Alexa
These days I'm moving cold
These days I don't wanna know
These days I'll look at your face and think you f*cking pussyhole
These days I don't have the time
These days I'll focus on mine
These days it's all in my mind
Who's my friend and who's my foe
Nah wait I ain't finished watch me scan the pitch like Kimmich
Two four seven I am the realist
One five on my back like Vidic rah
Five for your face I'm swinging might pop eye when I bang this spinach Nah
Fine like the wine that's vintage
Girl you're fine to my eye like image
Ghanaian king i'm moving ready might take you're girl to the palace
Ching ching hinni I'm coming heavy
Might take your girl to the dance we don't dance but I get sturdy
All eyes on me like Tupac but it's calm cuss I stay ready
These days I'm moving cold
These days I don't wanna know
These days I'll look at your face and think you f*cking pussyhole
These days I don't have the time
These days I'll focus on mine
These days is all in my mind
Who's my friend who's my foe
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Writer: Clayton Omane
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