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Goldlink - Days Like This // Lyrics - Letra
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出演艺人
GoldLink
GoldLink
演唱
Khalid Robinson
Khalid Robinson
演唱
作曲和作词
D’Anthony William Carlos
词曲作者
Michael Uzowuru
Michael Uzowuru
词曲作者
Teo Halm
Teo Halm
词曲作者
Khalid Robinson
Khalid Robinson
词曲作者
制作和工程
Michael Uzowuru
Michael Uzowuru
制作人
Teo Halm
Teo Halm
制作人
Jon Buice
Jon Buice
录音工程师
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
混音工程师
Valor Victor
Valor Victor
助理工程师
Peter Hewitt-Dutton
Peter Hewitt-Dutton
母带工程师

歌詞

Days like this (Yeah) Man, I gotta vent (Yeah) I don't have no friends (Yeah) Guess that depends on the mood that I'm in, yeah Heard she copped the whip, but she can't pay your rent That don't make sense, you're not makin' sense Common sense, common sense That don't make sense, you're not makin' sense Common sense, common sense Know you see me trippin' when I'm ridin' I keep it lowkey, gotta hide it VVS' on her necklace so she shinin' She don't want power, she want diamonds Mmm, nah, yeah But I gotta be real about it, mmm, nah Don't know how to feel, so I blame it on you Days like this (Yeah) Man, I gotta vent (Yeah) I don't have no friends (Yeah) Guess that depends on the mood that I'm in, yeah Heard she copped the whip, but she can't pay your rent That don't make sense, you're not makin' sense Common sense, common sense That don't make sense, you're not makin' sense Common sense, common sense Yeah, a lotta street back in '06 Turned thirteen, had my first stick Ride around the city with the stolen whips Fought niggas 'fore I had a first kiss Sent a lotta niggas in the hearse In the dirt, but it work Now they dead, in my head Never scared but prepared No lie, I ride, I die, for mine You slide, I slide, he cries, he cries My niggas never switch up, keep that hiccup on my side And she like me 'cause she know that ghetto backstroke keep her tired Hands tied, and she know I bite, hit it from the side Ride it right, hands up on your thighs, guide you to the light We takin' flight, wear your pair of heels, you don't like it chill Keep it real, you like better when I hit it with this hill Knock it out, so baby knock it off You know I'm a dog, with my paws And I lick your jaws, get you out them drawers Have a ball, I'ma do it all, next day you 'gon crawl Call my phone, have your pretty never leave me 'lone Days like this (Yeah) Man, I gotta vent (Yeah) I don't have no friends (Yeah) Guess that depends on the mood that I'm in, yeah Heard she copped the whip, but she can't pay your rent That don't make sense, you're not makin' sense Common sense, common sense That don't make sense, you're not makin' sense Common sense, common sense
Writer(s): Michael Uzowuru, D'anthony Carlos, Khalid Robinson, Teo Halm Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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