Days Like This

[Intro: Larry June] Get them car keys real quick Appreciate it Ah, man Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy [Verse 1: Larry June] This soundin' like one of them ones that feed 2K, I spent the time I'm calculatin' my growth and elevated my funds Slidin' with somethin' exotic, I elevated the drum I know that shit get tricky, we gotta move with a purpose I know a lot of folks hurtin', 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 What's happenin'? [Verse 2: 2 Chainz] Imagine me in a Rolls-Royce, gettin' road ragе Pocket full of old white men that diеd from old age Every joint a whole eighth Front grille of the Bel Air clean, Colgate Breakfast salmon croquettes Down south Rappin' 4-Tay, they know my forte (They know it) I'ma get that money, paper, cheese, guap, Chipotle Watch got a rock band like Coldplay Niggas know I'm not playing with the wordplay I'm on third base, mmm, I'ma slide home Anytime I walk out the room, they say the vibe gone Told shawty I'm 6'5" in Air Force 1s Where I'm from, they tote that piece, it's a war zone [Chorus: Larry June] 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, tryna get it every way [Verse 3: Larry June] I'm something like my road, nigga, I don't fold Packs going out, it's a overload Trimmin' up a P with my gloves on See me in the city by myself eating a rice bowl (Man) Midnight zip to the top with my ice on I'm not a superstar, I'm a icon I'm jottin' down numbers on my Peloton (Yeah) Think it's time to transition (Numbers) Still keep the scale in the kitchen (Uh), I'm a real nigga (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Might take the bitch to Chanel, watch, it took her vision I'm clearly fly, push the gray coupe all through Tiburon (Man) Then switch whips when I hit the city, I'm like James Bond Heated seats in the May-B, chick Dominican (Uh) Clarity in the same piece got her hypnotized (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) [Chorus: Larry June, 2 Chainz] I used to dream 'bout them days like this I can't believe I'm having days like this (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) I thank God every day I'm on the grind every day tryna get it every way (Yeah) [Verse 4: 2 Chainz] 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 candy land Ask me if I'm still getting money, I said, "Ain't it, man" (Ain't it) Ask me if I got shroom gummies, I done ate 'em, man Sorry for rippin' 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 [Chorus: Larry June] 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 tryna get it every way What's happenin'? [Outro: 2 Chainz] Anytime I walk out the room, they say the vibe gone Where I'm from, they tote that piece, it's a war zone