DAYS LIKE THIS

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[Chorus] I tell my niggas, "Grind, go hard, get money" "We gon' be out in the rain till it gets sunny" Tell my niggas, "Grind, go hard, get money" [Verse 1] Ah, shit Woke up two hours late—but at least I woke up Pull up two hours late—at least I showed up Ya ain't got no smoke here, least y'all can po' up Something like a foot in the air, I'm all toe up Momma always told me one day I'll be on my only Gettin' down for my lonely, I get down if niggas owe me I'm engaged with my hustle I married the cash that's on me But we divorced every time I go shopping, fuck matrimony shit Tires flat but I'm still rolling, they fired my ass But I'm still in motion, my boat: it floats the ocean My sail is still catching wind, progression until I end Till I drink too much, pass out and never wake up again So many people done doubted, I know your vision is clouded I can see this big mountain, I'll figure my way around it bitch I can hear the whispers you niggas might as well shout it Like the fans in the pit, this venue is getting crowded [Chorus] Watch me make it on they ass I tell my niggas, "Grind, go hard, get money" "We gon' be out in the rain till it gets sunny" Tell my niggas, "Grind, go hard, get money" Watch me make it on they ass I tell my niggas, "Grind, go hard, get money" "We gon' be out in the rain till it gets sunny" Tell my niggas, "Grind, go hard, get money" [Verse 2] Imma stack this money to the sky-y I used to sit in silence, in fear of saying something stupid Now I spit the science, I put "get rich" on my to-do list Trying to get it all and use rap as a conduit Hustle the whole world just watch how the con do it Can't wait to tell my homies we on, let's get to it Spend less time watching porns and gettin zooted Construct these rhymes in my construct, stumbling booted I'm a demon on the beat you can't rebuke it Get a crucifix Do as thou wilt, living how we choose it We don't drink alcohol at all, we abuse it We don't keep that paper in the dutch, we remove it Takin flight in real life my dreams are now lucid I control it all, I fell back they weren't feeling that You would think I'm of rock the way they want their nickel back Most of the people sleeping, you see it and I figured that Eat a bowl of pause, pull my zipper back [Chorus] Watch me make it on they ass I tell my niggas, "Grind, go hard, get money" "We gon' be out in the rain till it gets sunny" Tell my niggas, "Grind, go hard, get money" Watch me make it on they ass Tell my niggas, "Grind, go hard, get money" "We gon' be out in the rain till it gets sunny" Tell my niggas, "Grind, go hard, get money"