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Good Days (Version 3)
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Juice WRLD
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I miss ridin' round town with my friends .40 in the stash box, we ain't come to start nun Cooler then the boys in the band Color in my dreadlocks, choker on me, headlock Good days, good days, reminisce the good days Close my eyes, I tell myself it's okay Good days, good days, reminisce the good days Close my eyes, I tell myself it's okay Now we're all grown up, we all came a long way from the start We all went the wrong way, once or twice We can't help that sh*t, it's life I miss my old friends, member we was doing' xans Up in school, the teachers said we will be in jail or dead Now I make way more money than them Hit up the plug, spend they rent, I bought a pint, red Hi-Tech I miss my mom, I miss my friends, I miss my house, I miss my pet Layla fetch! Mom come to L.A., I'll get you a jet Got off my ass and I got to a check Feelin' sorry for the n***as who slept Yeah, on me and my gang, cause we runnin' sh*t this year f**k a phone, I'm gon' hold those hundreds to my ear I miss ridin' round town with my friends .40 in the stash box, we ain't come to start nun Cooler then the boys in the band Color in my dreadlocks, choker on me, headlock Good days, good days, reminisce the good days Close my eyes, I tell myself it's okay Good days, good days, reminisce the good days Close my eyes, I tell myself it's okay Cigarettes and percs make my best work Cigarettes and percs make my chest hurt Cigarettes and percs boost my net worth Rich n***a junkie, still could f**k your mommy Stepping in Devinchi, maybe Dior or some Thinking back to when my bed was on the floor or some Now i count dead, presidents, me in the morgue all day I got the Bat, I got the drip, i keep a torch always Remember they was looking at me sideways Now i'm getting the big bucks, ride around with the stick tucked Me want no problems, Me want no mix-ups I just want dollars, me want to get rich. Yeah 50 bands in all cash, they trump like my Visa If i see a young n***a richer than me i wouldn’t like me either I keep it on me, got me walking like an old geezer If he wants to fight I’ll be him to a seizure If he wants to die i bet satan wouldn't meet him Mask on my face with revenge on my t-shirt (with revenge on my t-shirt) I miss ridin' round town with my friends .40 in the stash box, we ain't come to start nun Cooler then the boys in the band Color in my dreadlocks, choker on me, headlock Good days, good days, reminisce the good days Close my eyes, I tell myself it's okay Good days, good days, reminisce the good days Close my eyes, I tell myself it's okay There's so much at stake There's so much at stake Still gotta put a f**k n***a up in his place He ain't know i kept it on my waist f**k it went and up’d it anyway They ain’t know i keep one on my waist f**k it had to up it anyway They ain't know i keep it on my waist f**k it had to up it anyway If he talking crazy, f**k it, i will bust it anyday It’s on my momma, on my granny, on my gang I already know its f**k that sh*t you claim f**k that click you claim, yeah I don’t tolerate no disrespect, huh We be at these n***as necks, yuh aye Got his b*t*h she’s giving neck, yuh aye And she do that for a percocet, yuh aye She popping percocets for real, yuh aye Everywhere i go i’m down to drill, ayee Everywhere i go i'm down to kill, yeah I told that n***a this is not a drill That .40 on me tool, i keep a drill You don’t want no problems over here I told you i've been ballin since a kid Feel like Jason kidd In the day i’ve f**ked up, fell in love with a whore or some Push that start button, aye Brand new car, i can’t wait to race it on they ass, huh Roll up OG gas, I may just face it on they ass, yuh Your lil b*t*h my favorite Music on her playlist Dye my hair like satan f**k n***a i ain’t playing Gucci around my bag, keep my semi auto in that Pull up on them, “get clapped” , Like a round of applause They clap like a round of applause, circle full of hoes Round of applause, circle full of hoes Round of a broad, round of a broad I miss ridin' round town with my friends .40 in the stash box, we ain't come to start nun Cooler then the boys in the band Color in my dreadlocks, choker on me, headlock Good days, good days, reminisce the good days Close my eyes, I tell myself it's okay Good days, good days, reminisce the good days Close my eyes, I tell myself it's okay
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