RichOffE - Two Days (Intro)

I been up two days but it ain't no end in sight
I thought the only thing I need in life
Was some hundred dollar bills and my clothing right
How you tryna get in my bed when I can't stand you
I ain't tryna run with you if you hella ran through
Numbing all the pain, I'm sipping on some Xan stew
Break it down the same, we still rolling up the pain
Ain't no conscience, I'm a 505 goon
They giving the wrong answers but I'm ringing it true
On my own shit, you gon' do what you do
You can't knock the hustle, need them hundreds in a duffle
Fuck you, boy, you been playing it safe
Gotta spend some to make some, put some on your plate
When I pop in, I'm late, I leave irate
We really just victims of our own fate
And I got a lot to say but it ain't enough words
I'm up and I'm over, I been chilling with birds
Take all the pain and I put it in a verse
'Cause sooner or later, it just finna get worse
Why they telling lies looking right at my eyes
If you a devil or an angel, you done come from the skies
Think it's second coming, but it's me in disguise
Who I'm supposed to thank, surviving all them nights
In your baby mama's Crown Vic
We finna smoke up then take it back to your crib
I'ma do this in one take, fuck an ad lib
I'ma lose it all, get it right back, that's how I live
Got a lot to say but it ain't enough words
I'm up and I'm over, I been chilling with birds
Take all the pain and I put it in a verse
'Cause sooner or later, it just finna get worse
Why they telling lies looking right at your eyes
If you a devil or an angel, you done come from the skies
Think it's second coming, but it's me in disguise
Who I'm supposed to thank, surviving all them nights
(Got a lot to say but it ain't enough words)
(I'm up and I'm over, I been chilling with birds)
(Take all the pain and I put it in a verse)
('Cause sooner or later, it just finna get worse)

Written by:
Ethan West

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