[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
These days I don't talk much
These day people tend to
These days shouldn't try me
These days I'll offend you
These days I be so numb, look at all the shit I been through
These days circle still small
These days I got friends who, cover for me when the shots hit
Trouble always seem to find me, even got a few receipts too
Oh wait, nevermind me
Know some girls that were friends one day, 'till a friend fuck her ex man
Good dick make a chick do things
No one had to be the checks, Man I Want the money do my check dance
These days I don't work jobs, God had to call the play first
Then he threw me the reverse line
I just caught it like I'm Jack [ ]
New HD flat screen, yet I still I can't see clear
I just guess that how that be
These days, these days, these days
These days, these days, these days
These days, these days, these days
These days
These days just don't really feel the way they used to
These days everybody wanna tell me whose who
These days my excuse for shit is cuz I choose to
Women tell me that is no excuse, but excuse you
Fuck you think I might be going through a phase
I ain't showin up unless it pays
I can't take a bottle to the face
Laryngitis fuckin up the waves
Oh God this shit wasn't in the plans
Had somebody tell me I'm the man
Had somebody tell me they a fan, and how they wanna take me to Japan
These days I don't really mix well, probably cuz I keep it in-house
Treat my city like the women do hair, I'm just tryna bring the ends out
Tendency to hold the thoughts in, so I gotta keep the pen out
Old girls from the way, shiiit it's a shame we ain't really friends now
You know how it is..
These days, these days, these days
These days, these days, these days
These days, these days, these days
These Days was written by Derin Falana.
These Days was produced by Jahmal Gittens.
Derin Falana released These Days on Mon Apr 03 2017.