Days Like This

Get them car keys real quick

Appreciate it

Ah, man

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

This soundin' like one of them ones that feed 2K, I spent the time

I'm calculatin' my growth and elevated my funds

Slidin' with somethin' exotic, I elevated the drum

I know that shit get tricky, we gotta move with a purpose

I know a lotta folks hurtin', we gotta aim for the top

It's like I keep on tryin', but I just keep strikin' out

The best thing I ever did was never change my route, was hannin?

Imagine me in a Rolls-Royce, gettin' road rage

Pocket full of old white men that died from old age

Every joint a whole eighth

Front grille of the Bel Air clean, Colgate

Breakfast salmon croquettes

Down south Rappin' 4-Tay, they know my forte (they know it)

I'ma get that money, paper, cheese, guap, Chipotle

Watch got a rock band like Coldplay

Niggas know I'm not playin' with the wordplay

I'm on third base, mm, I'ma slide home

Anytime I walk out the room, they say the vibe gone

Told shawty I'm 6'5" in Air Force 1s

Where I'm from, they tote that piece, it's a war zone

I used to dream 'bout them days like this

I can't believe I'm havin' days like this

I thank God e'ry day

I'm on the grind e'ry day, tryna get it every way

I'm somethin' like my road, nigga, I don't fold

Packs goin' out, it's a overload

Trimmin' up a P with my gloves on

See me in the city by myself eatin' a rice bowl (man)

Midnight zip to the top with my ice on

I'm not a superstar, I'm a icon

I'm jottin' down numbers on my Peloton (yeah)

Think it's time to transition (numbers)

Still keep the scale in the kitchen (uh), I'm a real nigga (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)

Might take the bitch to Chanel, watch, it took her vision

I'm clearly fly, push the gray coupe all through Tiburon (man)

Then switch whips when I hit the city, I'm like James Bond

Heated seats in the May-B, chick Dominican (uh)

Clarity in the same piece got her hypnotized (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)

I used to dream 'bout them days like this

I can't believe I'm havin' days like this (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)

I thank God e'ry day

I'm on the grind e'ry day tryna get it every way (yeah)

Just bought a brand-new crib to store some sneakers in

Got enough room downstairs to grow some reefer in

80, that's two Glock 40s, you wanna meet the twins?

Anywhere I go, got a tool just like the handyman

Bitches call me every weekend to get in candy land

Ask me if I'm still gettin' money, I said, "Ain't it, man" (ain't it)

Ask me if I got shroom gummies, I done ate 'em, man (ate 'em)

Sorry for rippin' this beat, I had to make amends

Did the whole digital dash, had to break it in

Same day, I booked me a flight to the Caribbean

Trigger finger still got a rash, don't make it itch again

Even when I didn't have a dad, I had the trenches then

I used to dream 'bout them days like this

I can't believe I'm havin' days like this

I thank God e'ry day

I'm on the grind e'ry day tryna get it every way, was hannin?

Anytime I walk out the room, they say the vibe gone

Where I'm from, they tote that piece, it's a war zone