Last Days
Last days where It go down
Gotta fight for my life
Gotta blow now
On a flight
On the mic
Gotta show out
I don't care what I wear
Gotta go out
I been thru hell and came back
Keeping my promise to Run up these
Racks
N niggas want riches
I follow the map
I got sum family
That's done wit the poverty
Honestly stunna been loving the trap
Marko in love wit straps
He wit da action
N music my passion
But Still show attention
To things that've happened
But I cannot change it
Been Causing me madness
But damn
I gotta flex on the gram
Flex wit dem bandz
Say fuck allem haters
Yea
I gotta get me sum paper
Yea
I gotta turn up I'm doing it major
Yea
Uh
Been Trappin these streets
Wit a heat for far too long
Just grab my pain that I gain
N I make it a song
I kept on doing it wronggg
they wanna say that
A nigga Won't make it yea
Crowd goin crazy I get em there
Making my future just Hoping We make it there
Yes I been made aware
Yes Imma loner N truly a Stoner
Now Live by the border
Been gaining supporters
Keep money like hoarders
I Can't ever hoe u
I been thru bad bad timesss
Y'all was all mad last timme
N I was to blame at that Time
But a nigga done faced his Crime
I'm finna shine
I want his bitch N she mine
I'm really one of a kind
My Bruddas they slide
Kel just been doing the Time
Tell em to free him in time
When gang getting rich
Back on curricular shii
Hope u just ready for mine
We all on the go
Really just comin in loads
Coming in slangin that Iron
Last days where It go down
Gotta fight for my life
Gotta blow now
Catch a flight
On the mic
Gotta show out
I don't care what I wear
Gotta go out
I been thru hell and came back
Keeping my promise to run up these
Racks
N niggas want riches
I follow the map
I got sum family
That's done wit the Poverty
Honestly stunna been Loving the trap
Marko in love wit straps
He wit da action
N music my passion
But Still show attention
To things that've happened
But I cannot change it
Been Causing me madness
But damn
I gotta flex on the gram
Flex wit dem bandz
Say fuck allem haters
Yea
I gotta get me sum paper
Yea
I gotta turn up I'm doing it major
Yea
U know uh
U know u too good for me
N
I know uh baby u show sympathy
Baby don't give all yo love out for real
Your heart just to precious
I'm keeping it sealed
It's me and the world
I'm keeping that deal
So shawty just cool it
Let's run up a mill
I got yo back right
no one else
In the field
Gon act right
Gotta bih so bad
She on't know that
Imma treat her like a diva
Get big bags
Cant really blame me at all
Fallin in love
It's really yo fault N
How u be lookin
U all in yo thoughts
Member u came to me
Know wat u said to me
Tappin in feelings
I thought was gone
Mm
I Thought was gone
Look at u proving me wrong
Saying u love me a whole Nother tone
Feel a connection when Speaking on phone
I got sum prollems just Trusting these Hoes
Just Takin a risk lovin u I Suppose
Ain't mean to impose
But baby u Gold
I can't ever switch up
I won't ever fold
Last days where It go down
Gotta fight for my life
Gotta blow now
Catch a flight
On the mic
Gotta show out
I don't care what I wear
Gotta go out
I been thru hell and came back
Keeping my promise to run up these
Racks
N niggas want riches
I follow the map
I got sum family
That's done wit the Poverty
Honestly stunna been Loving the trap
Marko in love wit straps
He wit da action
N music my passion
But Still show attention
To things that've happened
But I cannot change it
Been Causing me madness
But damn
I gotta flex on the gram
Flex wit dem bandz
Say fuck allem haters
Yea
I gotta get me sum paper
Yea
Gotta fight for my life
Gotta blow now
On a flight
On the mic
Gotta show out
I don't care what I wear
Gotta go out
I been thru hell and came back
Keeping my promise to Run up these
Racks
N niggas want riches
I follow the map
I got sum family
That's done wit the poverty
Honestly stunna been loving the trap
Marko in love wit straps
He wit da action
N music my passion
But Still show attention
To things that've happened
But I cannot change it
Been Causing me madness
But damn
I gotta flex on the gram
Flex wit dem bandz
Say fuck allem haters
Yea
I gotta get me sum paper
Yea
I gotta turn up I'm doing it major
Yea
Uh
Been Trappin these streets
Wit a heat for far too long
Just grab my pain that I gain
N I make it a song
I kept on doing it wronggg
they wanna say that
A nigga Won't make it yea
Crowd goin crazy I get em there
Making my future just Hoping We make it there
Yes I been made aware
Yes Imma loner N truly a Stoner
Now Live by the border
Been gaining supporters
Keep money like hoarders
I Can't ever hoe u
I been thru bad bad timesss
Y'all was all mad last timme
N I was to blame at that Time
But a nigga done faced his Crime
I'm finna shine
I want his bitch N she mine
I'm really one of a kind
My Bruddas they slide
Kel just been doing the Time
Tell em to free him in time
When gang getting rich
Back on curricular shii
Hope u just ready for mine
We all on the go
Really just comin in loads
Coming in slangin that Iron
Last days where It go down
Gotta fight for my life
Gotta blow now
Catch a flight
On the mic
Gotta show out
I don't care what I wear
Gotta go out
I been thru hell and came back
Keeping my promise to run up these
Racks
N niggas want riches
I follow the map
I got sum family
That's done wit the Poverty
Honestly stunna been Loving the trap
Marko in love wit straps
He wit da action
N music my passion
But Still show attention
To things that've happened
But I cannot change it
Been Causing me madness
But damn
I gotta flex on the gram
Flex wit dem bandz
Say fuck allem haters
Yea
I gotta get me sum paper
Yea
I gotta turn up I'm doing it major
Yea
U know uh
U know u too good for me
N
I know uh baby u show sympathy
Baby don't give all yo love out for real
Your heart just to precious
I'm keeping it sealed
It's me and the world
I'm keeping that deal
So shawty just cool it
Let's run up a mill
I got yo back right
no one else
In the field
Gon act right
Gotta bih so bad
She on't know that
Imma treat her like a diva
Get big bags
Cant really blame me at all
Fallin in love
It's really yo fault N
How u be lookin
U all in yo thoughts
Member u came to me
Know wat u said to me
Tappin in feelings
I thought was gone
Mm
I Thought was gone
Look at u proving me wrong
Saying u love me a whole Nother tone
Feel a connection when Speaking on phone
I got sum prollems just Trusting these Hoes
Just Takin a risk lovin u I Suppose
Ain't mean to impose
But baby u Gold
I can't ever switch up
I won't ever fold
Last days where It go down
Gotta fight for my life
Gotta blow now
Catch a flight
On the mic
Gotta show out
I don't care what I wear
Gotta go out
I been thru hell and came back
Keeping my promise to run up these
Racks
N niggas want riches
I follow the map
I got sum family
That's done wit the Poverty
Honestly stunna been Loving the trap
Marko in love wit straps
He wit da action
N music my passion
But Still show attention
To things that've happened
But I cannot change it
Been Causing me madness
But damn
I gotta flex on the gram
Flex wit dem bandz
Say fuck allem haters
Yea
I gotta get me sum paper
Yea
Credits
Writer(s): Dorian Mancle
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