Bad Days
Ayye, something different man, gotta bring yall something different for real
Good Days sounding beautiful and shout out to SZA
But there ain't no good days, only bad days up in the picture
I tried to put in the past and do my all just to forgive her
My mind is like infinity thinking of 8 figures
Good Days sounding beautiful and shout out to SZA
But there ain't no good days, only bad days up in the picture
I tried to put it in the past and do my all just to forgive her
My mind is like infinity thinking of 8 figures
Good days are immaculate, bad days are the worst
Knowing one day, I'll soon be packed up into a hearse
People looking into my casket as it gets covered up in dirt
Professing that they should have stopped when they knew that shit hurt
I feel fake souls and motherfuckers who didn't fuck with me
If they was to talk any shit right now, they would become my company
You gotta know that I'm talking bout my brothers
That's them motherfuckers that'll put you 6 feet deep and that's on my mother
Everybody was like he was such a good person and he meant so much
But why you ain't confess that when I was alive, bitch please shut the fuck up
Yeah, this shit real deep, yeah it's real intellectual
I'm on my mummy shit, dead man, I'm prophetical
Good Days sounding beautiful and shout out to SZA
But there ain't no good days, only bad days up in the picture
I tried to put in the past and do my all just to forgive her
My mind is like infinity thinking of 8, 8, 8
Good Days sounding beautiful and shout out to SZA
But there ain't no good days, only bad days up in the picture
I tried to put in the past and do my all just to forgive her
My mind is like infinity thinking of 8 figures
Thinking of 8 figures, I'm my own grave digger
Took my own life, cuz I knew it wouldn't get any better
I'm always feeling unhappy and under the weather
That's when I got tired and pulled the trigger on the Beretta
Brain matter all over the bed sheets
Laying in my own casket, I guess that's the best sleep
I'm dead now, no one else can ever check me
All this was a dream, love y'all, I'll see y'all next week
Good Days sounding beautiful and shout out to SZA
But there ain't no good days, only bad days up in the picture
I tried to put in the past and do my all just to forgive her
My mind is like infinity thinking of 8, 8
Good Days sounding beautiful and shout out to SZA
But there ain't no good days, only bad days up in the picture
I tried to put in the past and do my all just to forgive her
My mind is like infinity thinking of 8 figures
Good Days sounding beautiful and shout out to SZA
But there ain't no good days, only bad days up in the picture
I tried to put it in the past and do my all just to forgive her
My mind is like infinity thinking of 8 figures
Good days are immaculate, bad days are the worst
Knowing one day, I'll soon be packed up into a hearse
People looking into my casket as it gets covered up in dirt
Professing that they should have stopped when they knew that shit hurt
I feel fake souls and motherfuckers who didn't fuck with me
If they was to talk any shit right now, they would become my company
You gotta know that I'm talking bout my brothers
That's them motherfuckers that'll put you 6 feet deep and that's on my mother
Everybody was like he was such a good person and he meant so much
But why you ain't confess that when I was alive, bitch please shut the fuck up
Yeah, this shit real deep, yeah it's real intellectual
I'm on my mummy shit, dead man, I'm prophetical
Good Days sounding beautiful and shout out to SZA
But there ain't no good days, only bad days up in the picture
I tried to put in the past and do my all just to forgive her
My mind is like infinity thinking of 8, 8, 8
Good Days sounding beautiful and shout out to SZA
But there ain't no good days, only bad days up in the picture
I tried to put in the past and do my all just to forgive her
My mind is like infinity thinking of 8 figures
Thinking of 8 figures, I'm my own grave digger
Took my own life, cuz I knew it wouldn't get any better
I'm always feeling unhappy and under the weather
That's when I got tired and pulled the trigger on the Beretta
Brain matter all over the bed sheets
Laying in my own casket, I guess that's the best sleep
I'm dead now, no one else can ever check me
All this was a dream, love y'all, I'll see y'all next week
Good Days sounding beautiful and shout out to SZA
But there ain't no good days, only bad days up in the picture
I tried to put in the past and do my all just to forgive her
My mind is like infinity thinking of 8, 8
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Writer(s): Christopher Cooper
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