CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Good Days (Full Studio Session)
I miss ridin' round town with my friends
.40 in the stash box, we ain't come to start none
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 at 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 doin' 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
Laila, fetch, mom, come to LA, 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 none
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 Perc's make my best work
Cigarettes and Perc's make my chest hurt
Cigarettes and Perc's boost my net worth
Rich n***a junkie, still could f**k your mommy
Stepping in Givenchy, 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 richer
Fifty bands in all cash, they just tried to block 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 want to fight, bet I'll beat him to a seizure
If he wants to die, I bet Satan wanna 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 none
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 any day
It’s on my momma, on my granny, on my gang
I already know it's 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 ayy
Got his b*t*h she’s giving neck, yuh ayy
And she do that for a Percocet, yuh ayy
She popping Percocets for real, yuh ayy
Everywhere I go I’m down to drill
And 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, yeah yeah yeah
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, huh
Your lil' b*t*h my favorite
Music on her playlist, huh
Dye my hair like Satan, huh
f**k n***a I ain’t playin', huh
Gucci around my bag, keep my semi auto in that, yeah
Pull up on them, get clapped, Like a round of applause
They clap like a round of applause, circle full of hoes, huh
Round of applause, circle full of hoes, huh
Round of a broad, huh yeah
Wonderful broad (Yeah)
I miss ridin' round town with my friends
.40 in the stash box, we ain't come to start none
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
I finna smoke again
.40 in the stash box, we ain't come to start none
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 at 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 doin' 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
Laila, fetch, mom, come to LA, 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 none
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 Perc's make my best work
Cigarettes and Perc's make my chest hurt
Cigarettes and Perc's boost my net worth
Rich n***a junkie, still could f**k your mommy
Stepping in Givenchy, 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 richer
Fifty bands in all cash, they just tried to block 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 want to fight, bet I'll beat him to a seizure
If he wants to die, I bet Satan wanna 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 none
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 any day
It’s on my momma, on my granny, on my gang
I already know it's 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 ayy
Got his b*t*h she’s giving neck, yuh ayy
And she do that for a Percocet, yuh ayy
She popping Percocets for real, yuh ayy
Everywhere I go I’m down to drill
And 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, yeah yeah yeah
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, huh
Your lil' b*t*h my favorite
Music on her playlist, huh
Dye my hair like Satan, huh
f**k n***a I ain’t playin', huh
Gucci around my bag, keep my semi auto in that, yeah
Pull up on them, get clapped, Like a round of applause
They clap like a round of applause, circle full of hoes, huh
Round of applause, circle full of hoes, huh
Round of a broad, huh yeah
Wonderful broad (Yeah)
I miss ridin' round town with my friends
.40 in the stash box, we ain't come to start none
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
I finna smoke again
