These Days

Why do I try?
Yeah I'm just gonna sing it pretty raspy
I think it might sound nice
(Yeah yeah yeah uh yeah yeah yeah ah ay)

Why do I try?
To exist in this game you made for me?
Caught stacked in your favor
Then you pushed me to the edge
I chased the dream that you sold me
Running towards the thought of being happy
I want my money long my hair nappy
Put my family on no more stressing
Tired of typing the words stress (man fuck)
These days
I find silence
Traveling the places where my enemies don't know us yet
Don't tell me when the sun is rising I don't want to know it
Cause when the light come out I'm face to face with all my problems and I show it
Shaking hands with my devil
Before I go to sleep
Put some liquor in the kettle
Cause I like the way I drink
When they ask what my problem, imma tell them everything
When they ask me what's my problem imma tell them
(Hope they see)

These days
My heart is much colder
To wake up and I'm smoking putting liquor in my soul
And smoking smoking smoking
Trying to leave this shit quickly
If I take it for myself at least I told myself to give it
These days
These days
These days
You can take me straight to hell I'm pretty sure that I would know it

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Rain usually got me moody
Now we wash away the sound when it hit me on my hoodie
Seen the scene, happy kid live a happy dream so surreal
Yeah just like a movie
Ay yeah yeah yeah yeah
The sun turn all days to good days when it shine (when it shine) But that's usually not the case
Where I was born and raised
Except when I rhyme, when I'm out of line
The systems running on reserves which lefts me humming to the birds
I got no returns slowly lowkey left with my concerns
And I know I could sue all of my wounds
But I've rather stay lost and cursed
Die in a [?]
Work myself up till it works on my nerves
And I burst give you my worst mixing to fight, disperse
Then all of the bridges are burnt all the lessons are learned
And if we don't play on my turn
I'll take what I've earned till I'm stacked
Hit the road like Jack
And never ever come back

These days
My heart is much colder
To wake up and I'm smoking putting liquor in my soul
And smoking smoking smoking
Trying to leave this shit quickly
If I take it for myself at least I told myself to give it
These days
These days
These days
You can take me straight to hell I'm pretty sure that I would know it

These days
These days
These days
These days