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Get them car keys real quick. Christian. Uh. Man. aye, aye, aye, aye, aye. This sounding like one of them ones to be 2K, I spent the time. I'm calculating my growth and elevating my buzz. Sliding with something exotic, I elevated the drum. I know this shit get tricky, we gotta move With a purpose. I know a lot of folks Hurting, we gotta aim for the top. It's like I keep on trying, but I just Keep striking out. The best thing I ever did Was never change my route. It's happening. Imagine me in a Rolls Royce getting Road rage. Pocket full of old white men that Died from old age. Every joint a whole eighth. Front grill of the Bel Air clean, Colgate. Breakfast sandwich, cold cakes. Down South repping Fo Tay, they know my forte. I'ma get that money, paper, cheese, go out Chipotle. Watch got a rock band like Coldplay. Niggas know I'm not playing with the wordplay. I'm on third base, mm, I'ma slide home. Anytime I walk out the room they say the Vibe gone. Told shorty I'm six five in Air Force 1s. Where I'm from they tote that piece, It's a war zone. I used to dream bout them days like this. I can't believe I'm having days like this. I thank God every day, I'm on the grind Every day. Trying to get it every way. I'm something like my roll, nigga, on fold. Packs going out, it's an overload. Trimming up a P with my gloves on. See me in the city by myself eating a Rice bowl. Midnight zip to the top with my Ice on. I'm not a superstar, I'm an icon. I'm jotting down numbers on my Peloton. Think it's time to transition. Still keep the scale in the kitchen. I'm a real nigga. You might take the bitch To Chanel, I just took a fishing. I'm clearly fly, pushed the gray coupe off through Tiberon. The switch whips when I hit the city, I'm like James Bond. Heated seats in the Maybach, check the mini guy. Clarity in the Saint piece got her hypnotized. I used to dream bout them days like this. I can't believe I'm having days like this. I thank God every day, I'm on the grind Every day. Trying to get it every way. It's happening. Just bought a brand new crib to Store some sneakers in. Got enough room downstairs to grow some reefer in. Eighty, that's two Glock 40s, you wanna meet the Twins? Anywhere I go got a tool just like The handyman. Bitches call me every weekend to get In Candyland. Ask me if I'm still getting money, I said ain't it, man? Ask me if I got shroom gummies, I done Ate them, man. Sorry for ripping this beat, I had to make amends. Did the whole digital dash, had to break it In. Same day I booked me a flight to The Caribbean. Trigger finger still got a rash, Don't make it itch again. Even when I didn't have a dad I had The trenches then. I used to dream bout them days like this. I can't believe I'm having days like this. I thank God every day, I'm on the grind Every day. Trying to get it every way. It's happening. Anytime I walk out the room they say the Vibe gone. Where I'm from they tote that piece, it's a War zone. In the shadows we find grace somehow. In shadows our souls glow.
Larry June, 2 Chainz, The Alchemist — Days Like This
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