Days Like This (feat. Khalid)
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Days Like This (feat. Khalid)
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[Khalid]
Days like this (yeah)
Man, I gotta vent (yeah)
I don't have no friends (yeah)
Guess that depends on the mood that I'm in, yeah
How'd she cop the whip, but she can't her pay rent?
That don't make sense
You not makin' sense
Common sense, common sense
That don't make sense
You not makin' sense
Common sense, common sense
Know you see me trippin' when I'm ridin'
I keep it lowkey, gotta hide it
VVS's on her neck, so she shinin'
She don't want power, she want love man
Mmm, nah, yeah
But I gotta be real about it, mmm, nah
Don't know how I feel, so I blame it on the, on the
Days like this (yeah)
Man, I gotta vent (yeah)
I don't have no friends (yeah)
Guess that depends on the mood that I'm in, yeah
How'd she cop the whip, but she can't her pay rent?
That don't make sense, you not makin' sense
Common sense, common sense
That don't make sense, you not makin' sense
Common sense, common sense
[GoldLink]
Yeah, a lotta streets hit back in '06
Turned thirteen, hit my first lick
Ridin' round the city with the stolen whips
Fought niggas before I had a first kiss
Sent a lotta niggas in the hearse, In the dirt, put it work
Now they dead in my head (yeah), never scared (jeeze) but prepared (mh)
No lie, I ride, I die, for mine
You slide, I slide, he cries, he cries (alright)
My niggas never switch up, keep that 'yic up on my side
And she like me 'cause she know that ghetto bachelor keep her tight
Hands tied, and she know I bite
Hit it from the side, ride it right
Hands up on your thighs, got you 'till the light, we takin' flight
Wear your pair of heels, you don't like it chill
Keep it real, you like better when I hit it with this hill
Knock it out, so baby knock it off
You know I'm a dog, with my paws
And I lick you jaws, get you out them drawers
Have a ball, I'ma do it all
Next day you 'gon crawl
Call my phone, have your pretty ass never leave me 'lone (ah)
[Khalid]
Days like this (yeah)
Man, I gotta vent (yeah)
I don't have no friends (yeah)
Guess that depends on the mood that I'm in, yeah
How'd she cop the whip, but she can't her pay rent?
That don't make sense
You not makin' sense
Common sense, common sense
That don't make sense
You not makin' sense
Common sense, common sense
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