Those Days
Talking to myself in the mirror
I don't even understand what's going on
What's going on
Thoughts moving up and down
Baby it's only down hill from here
I'm done playing pretend
Been, searching for the light at the end
I'm hoping I'll be 6 feet under
It's one of those days again
Everything seems perfect to the surface but what is perfect is the moment
Writing verses or the nervousness of working
When I'm backstabbing, backhanded fake people
Same lines they fall in love with, shit to the surface
Because in a perfect world I would drop dead on the spot
Painting demons in my art while hanging from the tree top
My mind a free real-estate but I am here to stay, truthfully
Nothing you and me because I'm plotting daily
Ink that 03 on my hand because I run with the brand but in fact
Grant Line never will disband shit
And do not fire, run for what you desire
Don't burn out your tires, doing donuts you a liar
Imma put you on skates, maybe tune up the brakes
And brush you off with the rakes and cut them all if they fake
Throw myself in the lake or run off in the race cause I am misplaced
Maybe even a mistake
I'm not even old enough to drive
Better believe I'm in my lane
Restart the engine
Fame ain't the full
Set flame it's like propane
Mind gone like left brain
I took a chance with rap
My niggas smoke to acid rain
I ran with it, things won't ever be the same
Each nightmare lead to a new day
Protect your demons, Carter Dwayne
Won't fall victim
Ima make my name last, put that on my
Talking to myself in the mirror
I don't even understand what's going on
What's going on
Thoughts moving up and down
Baby it's only down hill from here
I'm done playing pretend
Been, searching for the light at the end
I'm hoping I'll be 6 feet under
It's one of those days again
I don't even understand what's going on
What's going on
Thoughts moving up and down
Baby it's only down hill from here
I'm done playing pretend
Been, searching for the light at the end
I'm hoping I'll be 6 feet under
It's one of those days again
Everything seems perfect to the surface but what is perfect is the moment
Writing verses or the nervousness of working
When I'm backstabbing, backhanded fake people
Same lines they fall in love with, shit to the surface
Because in a perfect world I would drop dead on the spot
Painting demons in my art while hanging from the tree top
My mind a free real-estate but I am here to stay, truthfully
Nothing you and me because I'm plotting daily
Ink that 03 on my hand because I run with the brand but in fact
Grant Line never will disband shit
And do not fire, run for what you desire
Don't burn out your tires, doing donuts you a liar
Imma put you on skates, maybe tune up the brakes
And brush you off with the rakes and cut them all if they fake
Throw myself in the lake or run off in the race cause I am misplaced
Maybe even a mistake
I'm not even old enough to drive
Better believe I'm in my lane
Restart the engine
Fame ain't the full
Set flame it's like propane
Mind gone like left brain
I took a chance with rap
My niggas smoke to acid rain
I ran with it, things won't ever be the same
Each nightmare lead to a new day
Protect your demons, Carter Dwayne
Won't fall victim
Ima make my name last, put that on my
Talking to myself in the mirror
I don't even understand what's going on
What's going on
Thoughts moving up and down
Baby it's only down hill from here
I'm done playing pretend
Been, searching for the light at the end
I'm hoping I'll be 6 feet under
It's one of those days again
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Writer(s): Charles Bivens
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