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Goldlink - Days Like This Lyrics


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
MM, nah, yeah
But I gotta be real about it, mm, 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

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