No Days Off
Shy Glizzy, Chris Brown
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Young jefe holmes See, this shit started when I was twelve years old I hear my uncle stashin', went to sell his coat Couple hundred in my team, bitch I couldn't fix a boat Real street dreams, all the hustlers gave me hope F*ck boys came and got us way before they hit the door I don't know what he told, but all I know is I didn't fold I still remember that time we hit the opp-block and you froze I don't know how I got here, I ain't even have no goals And I'm no other artist, they actin' like I'm not though Made a million dollars, bitch, I did it in my trap clothes Don't hit the side, made it all dark like no rock, ho Grammy nominator, you ain't motherfuckin' clock though I'm just speakin' facts though Listen to my raps though Tryna be a street nigga, you might hit a pothole Nigga got some racks, but I really want a lot mo' my pool full of thots No more junkies at the backdoor Made it out the projects, headed for the hills Jumping out backdoor, bag full of pills Got my lawyer on speed dial if I gotta kill somethin' (if I gotta kill somethin') If I gotta drill somethin' you know it's- No days off, stay on my grind all the time I can't take no days off (oh, yeah) Know that I'm gon' get it (oh, yeah) All this shit was destined No, I don't take rejection When them pussy niggas took nipsey, swear that shit taught me a lesson Young jefe for president, yeah, I'm the street selection A side bitch so elegant, yeah, she my secret weapon Bitch, you see this coke, yeah, it's not a acronym Felt like I was broke until I got me some investments How much in that two liter? Nigga, we ain't measurin' And it got two heaters playin', then we mailin' 'em Niggas mad 'cause Glizzy out, well business ain't no magic Sometimes I feel like givin' up, but I'm just bein' dramatic All this hard work is why your bitch, she a fanatic I give her all dick, way up in her attic Way up in her attic, yeah, my slimes they all dun' sell it Flyest young nigga in the world, yeah, bitch, I said it I told her, "call me daddy," yeah, yeah, and she said it First we steal the package, yeah, yeah, then we mail it Made it out the projects, headed for the hills Jumping out backdoor, bag full of pills Got my lawyer on speed dial if I gotta kill somethin' (if I gotta kill somethin') If I gotta drill somethin' you know it's- No days off, stay on my grind all the time I can't take no days off (oh, yeah) Know that I'm gon' get it (oh, yeah) I can't take no days off No days off
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Written by: Marquis King, Chris Brown
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