Days Like This - Abstract

Riding 'round town in that blacked out whip

No, it’s not sprained but I got that ice on my wrist

That’s an olive skin chick, she attached to my hip

Rolled the dice just to get to paradise like this

Riding 'round town in that blacked out whip

No, it’s not sprained but I got that ice on my wrist

That’s an olive skin chick, she attached to my hip

Rolled the dice just to get to paradise like this, uhh

They told me I’d never get to see (Days like this)

They said it was all a dream (Whole script flipped)

What’s reality to me?

(Nights like this)

I wonder where I’d be

If I had listened to critics who never made a difference

Courtside while the boy slide, better bench a gimmick

I’m real with it, your strings lifted put on a show

Jiminy Cricket, he’s in your ear, passin' you quotes

Driver seat, I never sit where passengers go

Known to rap but I snap on hooks like Passenger though

Up-and-comers intercept like I passed 'em the flow

I’m tryna touchdown in a PJ, just pass me the dough

At lunchtime I had punchlines comin' out my throat

Nowadays, it seems bars just don’t matter no more

If it ain’t silver platter then it’s over your head

«Mumble rapper» sound smarter than «wannabes,» I guess

A lot of words for you to use for you to not say nothin'

Your lyrical spiritual miracle’s lackin' the substance

Nowadays, the word «talent» way too much in discussion

Sorry if I’m soundin' bitter, I wish that I wasn’t

Riding 'round town in that blacked out whip

No, it’s not sprained but I got that ice on my wrist

That’s an olive skin chick, she attached to my hip

Rolled the dice just to get to paradise like this, uhh

They told me I’d never get to see (Days like this)

They said it was all a dream (Whole script flipped)

What’s reality to me?

(Nights like this)

I wonder where I’d be

Riding 'round town in that blacked out whip

No, it’s not sprained but I got that ice on my wrist

That’s an olive skin chick, she attached to my hip

Rolled the dice just to get to paradise like this, ohh

Vision potent;

you hear it, I wrote it

Lived it or livin' with it

My life in my lyrics, that’s why it hits your spirit

Pen game like I ghost for the dopest around

Concepts been more than profound

Name escalated, my feet won’t ever detach from the ground

Humble but don’t muzzle my confidence

Ambiance got me bubblin' but it’s troublin'

When idols slackin' and you start wonderin' where the muscle went

Guess it’s my turn, so I’m givin' you one-hundred percent

Suicide the vibe when I get tired of it

I don’t repackage mine, I sell the song and chuck it

Your favorite rapper predictable like a Mickey D’s

I’m seven gourmet courses but won’t force you to eat

They told me I’d never get to see (Days like this)

They said it was all a dream (Whole script flipped)

What’s reality to me?

(Nights like this)

I wonder where I’d be

They told me I’d never get to see (Days like this)

They said it was all a dream (Whole script flipped)

What’s reality to me?

(Nights like this)

I wonder where I’d be

Riding 'round town in that blacked out whip

No, it’s not sprained but I got that ice on my wrist

That’s an olive skin chick, she attached to my hip

Rolled the dice just to get to paradise like this, uhh