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These Days (feat. Silas)

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These Days (feat. Silas)

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These days all I got is money on my mind

Late night walkin' down the street, it's never fine

When we hit the stu', they say: Your boy one of a kind

Maskin' my emotions, baby girl, say what you find

Yeah, boss up, boss up, boss up, boss up, like I'm 2 Chain

Kung-fu, kung-fu, breakin' records on my Wu-Tang

She just danced that Magic City, sippin' D'USSÉ

Industry like Russian roulette on a Tuesday (Wow)

Remember when we used to dream about crowds?

Now on my free time I'm movin' through clouds

Feedin' my fam and I'm holdin' it down

What is you losers gon' talk about now?

Say that I'm winnin'

Been prayin' since kiddie and times that I really just wouldn't go finish

I think of my actions and wonder 'bout passion

I'm livin' the realest, I think that I'll ghost

I'm movin' coast, you do the most

On the Gram, and yeah, we flow

Like I suppose, you boys a joke

Don't get too close, we keepin' notes

Have mercy on my soul, on my soul like

Hey, how does it feel when you walk in a place?

Bitch, it feel great (Great!)

How does it feel when you pushin' the wax?

Never be late (Late!)

They waited for checks, waited for Nikes

Waited for Lex, waited for Silas, waited for Post

They waited for this, I'm bringin' the hits, the fuck off my dick

These days all I got is money on my mind

Late night walkin' down the street, it's never fine

When we hit the stu', they say: Your boy one of a kind

Maskin' my emotions, baby girl, say what you find

What you find?

Got a lot up on my mind

These days they don't fuck with you unless you press rewind

Switchin' up the 808, we bouncin' all the time

Racks inside my backpack, that's your girlfriend on my line

These days all I wanna do is press the line

These nights workin', and you know we 'bout to fly

Lately I been thinkin' 'bout you when you on my mind

Shawty, come and fuck with me, and I'ma make you mine (ayy)

These days all I got is money on my mind

Late night walkin' down the street, it's never fine

When we hit the stu', they say: Your boy one of a kind

Maskin' my emotions, baby girl, say what you find

These days all I got is money on my mind

Late night walkin' down the street, it's never fine

When we hit the stu', they say: Your boy one of a kind

Maskin' my emotions, baby girl, say what you find

What you find?

Tell me what you know about dreams

Tell me what you know about nightmares, nothin'

Know this life ain't always what it seems

No this life ain't always what it, what it, ayy

One time, two time, three time

Got a lotta money, but I got no me time

What I need?

Balance, balance, what's my balance?

25 million, need a new challenge

Up late night, met The Roots on Fallon

Everybody wonder why the boy stay wildin'

Never give a damn, no I never give a damn

I'm the man with the plan, yeah, you know who I am

Walk up in it and everybody know who I am

Now they wanna show love, now they wanna be fam

But I told you in the beginnin', I never give a damn

Money so tall, I'ma need a rubber band (ah!)

Too much to count, too much to count, too much to count

Tell God I'ma need another hand

Too much pussy in the world, goddamn

Baby girl, know I love you, but you need another man

Mind on my money and my money on my mind

Feelin' fine, one of a kind, been ill with the rhyme

Silas from the 'Burg, from the home of the Terrapins (woo!)

Boy blowin' up like a terrorist (goddamn!)

That don't mean that he gotta speak Arabic

World so PC, I'ma need a therapist

Mama! Ayy, look at me one mo' 'gain

On top of my game, yeah, that's word to my kin

On top of the game, yeah, that's word to my gan

If I had a opportunity, I'd do it all again

Comin' for the head, buckshot, I win

I don't play games, I star in 'em

That's word to Naughty Dog

That's word to Last of Us

Bobby Boy slow it down, rappin' too fast for us, I'ma keep goin'

I'm knowin, I'm passin' the torch to the boy, now go in!

These days all I got is money on my mind

Late night walkin' down the street, it's never fine

When we hit the stu', they say: Your boy one of a kind

Maskin' my emotions, baby girl, say what you find

What you find?

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