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letra de good days v2 - juice wrld

[chorus]
i miss ridin’ round town with my friends, .40 in the stash box, we ain’t come to start none. cooler then the boys in the band. color in my dreadlocks, choker on me headlock. good days good days, reminisce the good days. close my eyes, i tell myself it’s okay

[verse 1]
now we’re all grown up, we all came a long way at the start
we all went the wrong way, once or twice. but we can’t help that sh-t, it’s life i miss my old friends, ‘member we was doin’ xans. up in school the teachers said we will bе in jail or dead. now i make way more monеy than them. hit up the plug, spend they rent. i bought a pint, red hi-tech. i miss my mom, i miss my friends, i miss my house, i miss my pet laila, fetch, mom, come to la, i’ll get you a jet, got off my ass and i got to a check. feelin’ sorry for the n-ggas who slept, yeah. on me and my gang, cause we runnin’ sh-t this year. f-ck a phone, i’m gon’ hold those hundreds to my ear

[chorus]
i miss ridin’ round town with my friends. .40 in the stashbox, we ain’t come to start none. cooler then the boys in the band. color in my dreadlocks, choker on me headlock. good days, good days, reminisce the good days. close my eyes, i tell myself it’s okay. good days, good days, reminisce the good days. close my eyes, i tell myself it’s okay

[verse 2]
cigarettes and perc’s make my best work.cigarettes and perc’s make my chest hurt. cigarettes and perc’s boost my net worth. rich n-gga junkie, still could f-ck your mommy. stopping in givenchy, maybe dior or some. thinking back to when my bed was on the floor or some. now i count dead presidents, me in the morgue all day. i got the bat, i got the drip, i keep a torch always. remember they was looking at me sideways. now i’m getting the big bucks, ride around with the stick tucked. me want no problems, me want no mix-ups. i just want dollars, me want to get richer. fifty bands in all cash, they just tried to block my visa. if i see a young n-gga richer than me, i wouldn’t like me either. i keep it on me, got me walking like an old geezer. if he want to fight, bet i’ll beat him to a seizure. if he wants to die, i bet satan wanna meet him, mask on my face with revenge on my t-shirt (with revenge on my t-shirt)

[verse 3]
there’s so much at stake. there’s so much at stake. still gotta put a f-ck n-gga up in his place. he ain’t know i kept it on my waist. f-ck it went and up’d it anyway. they ain’t know i keep it on my waist.f-ck it had to up it anyway. if he talking crazy, f-ck it, i will bust it any day. it’s on my momma, on my granny, on my gang. i already know it’s f-ck that sh-t you claim. f-ck that clack you claim, yeah, i don’ tolerate no disrespect, huh we be at these n-ggas necks, yuh ayy. and she do that for a percocet, yuh ayy. everywhere i go i’m to drill. and everywhere i go i’m down to k!ll, yeah. i told that n-gga this is not a drill. that .40 on me tool, i keep a drill. you don’t want no problems over here. i told you i’ve been ballin’ since a kid. feel like jason kidd

- juice wrld

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