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These are the days
These are the days
These are the days

Play keep away with fake shit
Melanin that's my greatness
Imma sin on a whiff of the piff
Castaway on my spaceship

This a dream Ive been chasing
With Real niggas in the basement
Imma real nigga for the statement
I'm Catching bodies, leave no traces
I turned a hobby to a paycheck
And hit your lady with a late text
Let me know if u coming late text
Cause around this time i get impatient
Cause I'm really trying get aquatinted
She send them flics to me crazy
And Bust it open for me daily
Man she never seize to amaze me
Don't let that take away from the point
That I'm dropping dimes like I'm running point
I'm the young god, holy and anointed
I'm still the one that the one appointed
Arthritis how I'm moving joints here
Grind till I f*cking make it
I can picture frame, all the gains but I never developed patience
Man imma boss, I done kept the same catalog
Man it wasn't really hard at all,
Now the hard work is a smog
That's a sign I'm too Involved
Young man trying do it large
Riding chopped in them tinted car
Hope the laws don't pop alarms

Show you shit that I see take you to the trenches

Daughters around the corner she's having a daughter poppy pulled the trigger
That triggered the water thought of all of the consequences that'll torture
All of the good hope guided by the offer son too the street
Feed him to a corner pray it takes little in increments shorter life span
I ended up with carry the nine as if I'm pregnant is a musket (Must get) trust
Is never trusted love is never that real what if I wasn't born apparently
The parent to me wasn't for-warned now she's forlorn knew that I would get
Involved with the odds the crowds that allow death or the bars deafen our scars
Death is tomorrow and we know it's gone grow but we refuse to hair
Try to ignore the simple fact that we hear cover the ugly truth with pretty
Little lies cover these shitty streets with clean ass rides at an all time low
Feens getting high to stay above water we keep all our ties f*cked up
But what cum feels right and since the sun don't shine I'm copping the ice

These are the days
These are the days
These are the days
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These are the days
These are the days
These are the days

Play keep away with fake shit
Melanin that's my greatness
Imma sin on a whiff of the piff
Castaway on my spaceship

This a dream Ive been chasing
With Real niggas in the basement
Imma real nigga for the statement
I'm Catching bodies, leave no traces
I turned a hobby to a paycheck
And hit your lady with a late text
Let me know if u coming late text
Cause around this time i get impatient
Cause I'm really trying get aquatinted
She send them flics to me crazy
And Bust it open for me daily
Man she never seize to amaze me
Don't let that take away from the point
That I'm dropping dimes like I'm running point
I'm the young god, holy and anointed
I'm still the one that the one appointed
Arthritis how I'm moving joints here
Grind till I f*cking make it
I can picture frame, all the gains but I never developed patience
Man imma boss, I done kept the same catalog
Man it wasn't really hard at all,
Now the hard work is a smog
That's a sign I'm too Involved
Young man trying do it large
Riding chopped in them tinted car
Hope the laws don't pop alarms

Show you shit that I see take you to the trenches

Daughters around the corner she's having a daughter poppy pulled the trigger
That triggered the water thought of all of the consequences that'll torture
All of the good hope guided by the offer son too the street
Feed him to a corner pray it takes little in increments shorter life span
I ended up with carry the nine as if I'm pregnant is a musket (Must get) trust
Is never trusted love is never that real what if I wasn't born apparently
The parent to me wasn't for-warned now she's forlorn knew that I would get
Involved with the odds the crowds that allow death or the bars deafen our scars
Death is tomorrow and we know it's gone grow but we refuse to hair
Try to ignore the simple fact that we hear cover the ugly truth with pretty
Little lies cover these shitty streets with clean ass rides at an all time low
Feens getting high to stay above water we keep all our ties f*cked up
But what cum feels right and since the sun don't shine I'm copping the ice

These are the days
These are the days
These are the days
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Writer: Romeo Cook, Terrell Annunziata
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