DAYS LIKE THIS

[Chorus]

I tell my niggas, "Grind, go hard, get money"

"We gon’ be out in the rain till it gets sunny"

Tell my niggas, "Grind, go hard, get money"

[Verse 1]

Ah, shit

Woke up two hours late—but at least I woke up

Pull up two hours late—at least I showed up

Ya ain’t got no smoke here, least y’all can po’ up

Something like a foot in the air, I’m all toe up

Momma always told me one day I’ll be on my only

Gettin’ down for my lonely, I get down if niggas owe me

I’m engaged with my hustle I married the cash that’s on me

But we divorced every time I go shopping, fuck matrimony shit

Tires flat but I’m still rolling, they fired my ass

But I’m still in motion, my boat: it floats the ocean

My sail is still catching wind, progression until I end

Till I drink too much, pass out and never wake up again

So many people done doubted, I know your vision is clouded

I can see this big mountain, I’ll figure my way around it bitch

I can hear the whispers you niggas might as well shout it

Like the fans in the pit, this venue is getting crowded

[Chorus]

Watch me make it on they ass

I tell my niggas, "Grind, go hard, get money"

"We gon’ be out in the rain till it gets sunny"

Tell my niggas, "Grind, go hard, get money"

Watch me make it on they ass

I tell my niggas, "Grind, go hard, get money"

"We gon’ be out in the rain till it gets sunny"

Tell my niggas, "Grind, go hard, get money"

[Verse 2]

Imma stack this money to the sky-y

I used to sit in silence, in fear of saying something stupid

Now I spit the science, I put “get rich” on my to-do list

Trying to get it all and use rap as a conduit

Hustle the whole world just watch how the con do it

Can’t wait to tell my homies we on, let’s get to it

Spend less time watching porns and gettin zooted

Construct these rhymes in my construct, stumbling booted

I’m a demon on the beat you can’t rebuke it

Get a crucifix

Do as thou wilt, living how we choose it

We don’t drink alcohol at all, we abuse it

We don’t keep that paper in the dutch, we remove it

Takin flight in real life my dreams are now lucid

I control it all, I fell back they weren’t feeling that

You would think I’m of rock the way they want their nickel back

Most of the people sleeping, you see it and I figured that

Eat a bowl of pause, pull my zipper back

[Chorus]

Watch me make it on they ass

I tell my niggas, "Grind, go hard, get money"

"We gon’ be out in the rain till it gets sunny"

Tell my niggas, "Grind, go hard, get money"

Watch me make it on they ass

Tell my niggas, "Grind, go hard, get money"

"We gon’ be out in the rain till it gets sunny"

Tell my niggas, "Grind, go hard, get money"