Lyrics:
the days of our lives.
[Layzie: These are the days of our lives]
These are the days of our lives
Now come into my world,
and you can see that we are more
where you from?
I'm from that Chi Town, bitch
Who gives a fuck where you from?
I'm from that Richland, VA
Who gives a fuck where you from?
Now you don't
everything cool
But I know people that died in that pool
I know people that died in them schools
Now what is the survivor to do?
Got to no trailer, you
somewhere where they can't find us a thousand mileage away
It's been a minute since you put down your diary, are you okay?
I know lil' shawty sick of me
the shit I been through
Bitch I went through it by myself
Now shit done changed, I got some change
I fuck around and hire help
Lil Hoe that shit you wish
are (where'd you go)
Real lyrics with real bars (real)
Real rappers not reality stars (real)
Substance not hoes, guns and cars (nah)
Real hip hop show
I'm stackin' paper
Money to the ceiling, now I need a skyscraper
You are now, now rockin' with
Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Waka Flocka Flame, Lil
Couldn't find you anywhere
When you broke down I didn't leave ya
I was by your side
So where are you now that I need ya?
Where are you now that I need ya?
now
Lil shawty, this shit not fault, you played yourself, now look where you are
She crying, she just wanna talk, I'm sorry lil' girl, don't know who
little bitch ass for frontin
You poor little crackhead ass ain't hurtin nuttin
Nigga you want the fame, now you're famous overnight
Famous for getting
press on the gas a 'lil more for the gain
I go by the code so I can't say no names
What they selling 'lil nigga you know it's illegal
Smoking on opp-pane
you, got somethin' Lord that'll honor you
Blow your little head off while you're tyin' your shoe
But back in the kitchen, Pyrex's
Occupied by
oh oh oh
Liberaté mi amor
-Dancin' in circle-
It’s f hot in Roblox
Look at that costume points little
Monster you are delicious darling
Thank you so
going
Where you going, where you going, now?
When you feel so far, so far from home
And your chances are slim, you're away on your own
Where you going,
Fucking that bitch, imma grab on her bun
Never shot by the opp are you dumb (Are you dumb)
Stupid lil nigga got hit by the drum (Grahh grahh)
Body was
sunny all day
Charlie and Frank are in Philadelphia
That’s where they’ll stay
If you don’t know
Names Fettuccine Alfredo
Charlie hates to travel
Now you
we hustlin'
Vision my nigga now get in where you fit in
And see prison, as just the high cost of livin' the life
Ante up 'cause if you blow the dice
SouthWest GA warriors
To come in packs, to feed, taking what we need
To succeed, you know what we gon' do, on this road
We gon' explode, now are you ready
care no more 'bout where ever you are
I can not fuck with you baby
It seems like you'd leave me whenever you feel like you want
I'm on my lonely lil
drive-by of thoughts
No extensions, all attempts are to fail
Blinded by the light, it's time you learn braille
From a lunatic, I'm death like arsenic
drive-by of thoughts
No extensions, all attempts are to fail
Blinded by the light, it's time you learn braille
From a lunatic, I'm death like arsenic
fabricated
I don't even know where my phone key ringin
I don't even need you, fuck them people
Lil' bad ho, she strippin' on the weekend
Tellin' that pussy
nobody's callin' me
It makes me wanna give her all of me
And now she's asking what I want it, how I want it,
where I want it, and when I want it
And what
this apartment
The start meant we had commitment, now all i see is darkness
I start to shake my heart is breaking to pieces, where'd you get this shade
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