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letra de all my dayz - charlie ray

[intro]
esiw eb dna nam o ekawa
neddih neeb sah thgil eht sega eht hguorht lla
in all my days i never thought they would take my two cents
i never thought i never need a new friend
that’s why you see me playin’ in the blue prints
in all my days i always knew i’d have to it my way
f-ck ’em all i’m travelling in my lane
laughing as i p-ss them on the high way
brain

[verse 1]
won’t see me on a couch in the industry
they tryna keep me out like the middle east
and shelf a n-gga records like a cold case
i never held my breath you finna feel the breeze
welcome to the land of frienemies
where the remedy is ten a key and everybody been a g
everybody say they coming with it no breaks
sh-t is funny all the money they pretend to see
know i prolly been a problem since a proper youth and mama used to live up in a whip (whip, whip)
and you know i’m out in vegas, i don’t entertain it
though i’m just a minute from the strip (strip, strip)
you know that i ain’t phony you can ask ’em i don’t even see the homies when they come through, b-tch
i can do without the lip, when i’m grindin’ you can find me in a bucket, i don’t trip
at my computer with a m-ffin and a zip
been commuting with a sucka n-gga chick
a fifth a day is nothin’ but a sip
if it’s lit, an eighth is nothing but a rip
never low unless we duckin’ from the pigs
don’t shoot

[verse 2]
listen
f-ck outta my face, if i don’t know you
i be with a couple bloods, a couple loccs too
and i’m not even a thug, i’m just local
bank the layup, back the sh-t i say up, b-tch i’m old school
situation is a no lose
and you know exactly what i’m gon’ do
crusade for the platinum, no jewels
you’re not like me, curtis jackson 02
bet you only see tomorrow if you old news
n-ggas slept on me, i caught up with ’em, don’t snooze
i will go against the odds, but i won’t lose
i be like: “f-ck it, every squad need a goku”
car keys, both seeds and some soul food
a lotta weed, whole team and a cold brew
they don’t think it’s all i need but it’s so true
those, who close to me relieve what i go through
wake ‘n’ bake and hit the gym, then i produce
the sh-t that have you feelin’ like it chose you
something givin’ you somebody that you know who
was a prisoner like you until i broke loose
while i put up with the wickedness and know truth
a big mouth in a blouse with a gold tooth
who only ever caught a case in they pro tools
look at all the hoes and get to runnin’ to the phone booth
in a cape with a purse sellin’ merch
much worse if they do get you to pay for the verse
since birth on a mission, like the stain on your shirt
tough work, all we need to do is scr-pe to the first
cuffed jeans, chucks laced in the dirt
livin’ in a station wagon in them days, it was worst
they don’t know my mama taught me how to aim with the word
blast if they tresp-ss, catch a fade on the turf

[chorus]
in all my days i never felt that anyone would need me
never thought that people would be picking up my cd
never thought that i could ever make it look as easy (believe me)
so for all my days i’ll be on the offensive, never react
i don’t give a f-ck about your friends or where you be at
everybody tryna make amends and i don’t need that (believe that)
in all my days i never felt that anyone would need me
never thought that people would be picking up my cd
never thought that i could ever make it look as easy (believe me)
so for all my days i’ll be on the offensive, never react
i don’t give a f-ck about your friends or where you be at
everybody tryna make amends and i don’t need that (believe that)

- charlie ray

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