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Days Go By
by Abee the Artist
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Yeah
I'm gone, I'm gone
Ain't no goin' back on statements bitch I said it then I meant it
Fuck that bitch and she keep callin' ain't no comin' back for seconds
A nigga gave you everything then you grabbed the Smith and Wesson aye
Shot a nigga down yeah you left me on my dick woah, aye, woah
Resurrected now I'm gettin' hundreds yuh
Group of Blue Zombies in my pocket yeah they muddy aye
Rinse it, rinse it clean the dirty money then I spend it aye
Repeat the cycle a hundred times I know there's something missing aye
Not a day goes by where I don't think of you
I DON'T NEED YOU yuh
I'm passive or aggressive what the fuck nigga gon choose
Aye
Stomp the nigga out in Jimmy Choo
Aye
I don't show no remorse for pussy niggas
Aye
Just like Playboi got the toolie what it do
Aye
Why these niggas pocket watchin' they compute yuh
My niggas pull up to the spot we makin' them commutes yuh
Chase the wrong bag young nigga you gon end up in it
Dead up in it
Buried with it
Catching feelin's
Hurtin, hurtin'
Head turnin'
Karmas comin'
No run or duckin'
Run away from problems they gon run up on you
They gon treat you like you nothin they gon cut up on you
In the streets I'm on the road
Pull off in the phantom I go ghost
Collectin all this money then I toast
To them niggas and them bitches from before
That doubted me now they say they ten toes Yuh
Yeah they call me bro yuh, no we are not bros
You think you lonely now just wait the chopper sing like Bobby Wo
Put you on yo ass and sleep you like a nigga name Kimbo
Don't you mention my name for clout like we live in the same home
Oh I thought she was down but she left like I ain't know
It's ok, it's ok I ain't hurt anymore
Thoughts runnin' through my brain I can't control it anymore
I seen you the other day you ran from a nigga what you on
You on yeah
You waited too long the time ran out
I'm on, I'm on
I'm gone, I'm gone yeah
Gotta you bitch I'm gone yeah
Shorty suck me up until I'm gone, I'm gone
I'm gone, I'm gone
I'm gone, I'm gone
And Now Days Go By where I don't think of you
I DON'T NEED YOU
Yeah
I'm gone, I'm gone
Ain't no goin' back on statements bitch I said it then I meant it
Fuck that bitch and she keep callin' ain't no comin' back for seconds
A nigga gave you everything then you grabbed the Smith and Wesson aye
Shot a nigga down yeah you left me on my dick woah, aye, woah
Resurrected now I'm gettin' hundreds yuh
Group of Blue Zombies in my pocket yeah they muddy aye
Rinse it, rinse it clean the dirty money then I spend it aye
Repeat the cycle a hundred times I know there's something missing aye
Not a day goes by where I don't think of you
I DON'T NEED YOU yuh
I'm passive or aggressive what the fuck nigga gon choose
Aye
Stomp the nigga out in Jimmy Choo
Aye
I don't show no remorse for pussy niggas
Aye
Just like Playboi got the toolie what it do
Aye
Why these niggas pocket watchin' they compute yuh
My niggas pull up to the spot we makin' them commutes yuh
Chase the wrong bag young nigga you gon end up in it
Dead up in it
Buried with it
Catching feelin's
Hurtin, hurtin'
Head turnin'
Karmas comin'
No run or duckin'
Run away from problems they gon run up on you
They gon treat you like you nothin they gon cut up on you
In the streets I'm on the road
Pull off in the phantom I go ghost
Collectin all this money then I toast
To them niggas and them bitches from before
That doubted me now they say they ten toes Yuh
Yeah they call me bro yuh, no we are not bros
You think you lonely now just wait the chopper sing like Bobby Wo
Put you on yo ass and sleep you like a nigga name Kimbo
Don't you mention my name for clout like we live in the same home
Oh I thought she was down but she left like I ain't know
It's ok, it's ok I ain't hurt anymore
Thoughts runnin' through my brain I can't control it anymore
I seen you the other day you ran from a nigga what you on
You on yeah
You waited too long the time ran out
I'm on, I'm on
I'm gone, I'm gone yeah
Gotta you bitch I'm gone yeah
Shorty suck me up until I'm gone, I'm gone
I'm gone, I'm gone
I'm gone, I'm gone
And Now Days Go By where I don't think of you
I DON'T NEED YOU
