2 Shades - DAYS

Okay
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yuh, yah

I've been trekking with my clique
I've been dunking on a chick
I've been triggering these sticks
And in the streets they gone glock
On that block I'm not going
In the GMC he go talk
Now they locking up that snitch
Poot go clocking in at work
I go bumping to the beat
They roll around with that heat
I got girls in my seat
I got philos in the street
I got bitches staying up
And fiddling with my dick
I've been blockin all this shit
In my head I'm gonna quit
Apocalyptic as shit
I'm eclectic as shit
Reading metaphysics
Then I'm on that blick shit is lit
Mind's enigma for hours
Feels like a black pit
I go cooling off by flowers
All pink where I sit
I go flicking up that gas
Kicking up my sass
Picking all this grass
I got ooze in my glass (yeah)
Shoes got some class
I go cruisin with jazz
I got blues and still I blend in with the rest
I need cash
Bitch
Yeah
Okay

Written by:
Axel Tidemann

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