Credits
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
These days, these days, these days, these days
Can't play no games these days, these days
Ask me how did I do it, I grind, I pray
I am under influence from miles away
These days, these days, these days, these days
Life is okay these days, these days
Hopping into them horse like ándale
Shawty wetting than water, I bombs away
[Verse 2]
**** is jealous
**** is telling
I need a repellent
I think he's synthetic
I think it's genetic
I think you pathetic
I'm sick of this shit
I need a medic
I know your girlfriend wanna love on me, that's a fetish
I got a full hand in the game, now I wanna bet it
I got a new glow that's around me, can you tell it?
I think you P-U-S-S-Y, I can smell it
[Verse 3]
Ain't no pity for the weak
Cemeteries in the street
Fuck 12, fuck Trump
Pray the devil get impeached
No love these days
Can't trust your ways
Close friends betray
All the love I gave
[Verse 4]
These days, these days, these days, these days
Can't play no games these days, these days
Ask me how did I do it, I grind, I pray
I am under influence from miles away
These days, these days, these days, these days
Life is okay these days, these days
Hopping into them horse like ándale
Shawty wetting than water, I bombs away
[Verse 5]
I'm with a savage
He automatic
I kept a level head and a loaf of bread through the madness
I know in real life, you ain't really living what you capture
I got a thirty grand in my denim pants, it's a habit
I love to prove everybody wrong, boy with a passion
**** is too, too, too gassed up and I'm laughing
I'm the best, yeah, I said it
Ya'll sweet diabetic
You a leech, I'm a legend
I'm a don, you a peasant
Don't reach for a weapon
You gon' miss them blessings
These days so precious
VV's in my necklace
Blue C's in my section
My pockets look pregnant
Ooh, more life, more blessings
[Verse 6]
These days, these days, these days, these days
Can't play no games these days, these days
Ask me how did I do it, I grind, I pray
I am under influence from miles away
These days, these days, these days, these days
Life is okay these days, these days
Hopping into them horse like ándale
Shawty wetting than water, I bombs away
Written by: Antoine McColister

