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letra de days without - nikshoww

(hook) –
i wanna reach up to the stars
i wanna get high til’ the sun come up
my guys right here and we smokin’ and passin’ the joint but that sh-t not enough
i think i’m fiendin’ for something more crazy
something that gets me geeked up
i took a tab, i don’t usually do this
now i see when change comes
i just can’t see myself
goin’ a day without gettin’ high
i’m tryna slow down, keep track of the time
i’ll never leave, i’ll stay in my prime
only thing k!llin’ me, father time

(verse 1) –
i swerve off the perc
i’m puttin’ in work
that girl seen my diamonds and she go bezerk
i got that money, that sh-t i dеserve
my bank account climbin’, your sh-t, it gon’ burn
i can’t imagine a day without my guns and paraphеrnalia
i got so much sh-t that i’m keepin’ track of
i can’t let the opps steal it, yeah
i got the fiends, they floodin’ the snap
they f-ck with the drugs that i’m dealin’, yeah
she wanna get busy with a real mof-cka so she wanna see how i’m feelin’ her
if i let her pop, she tweakin’
if i let her f-ck, she on my line
she don’t understand that i got sh-t to do with her sister
she rollin’ up at 9
i can’t imagine day without this lil’ microphone, i spittin’ these rhymes
i sold a pack to a snitch, he a rat
but you know a mof-cka beat that crime
remember the day that i found you
i can’t go a day, without you
woah
(hook) –
i wanna reach up to the stars
i wanna get high til’ the sun come up
my guys right here and we smokin’ and passin’ the joint but that sh-t not enough
i think i’m fiendin’ for something more crazy
something that gets me geeked up
i took a tab, i don’t usually do this
now i see when change comes
i just can’t see myself
goin’ a day without gettin’ high
i’m tryna slow down, keep track of the time
i’ll never leave, i’ll stay in my prime
only thing k!llin’ me, father time

(verse 2) –
my shawty so worried about what i do
told her don’t trip, 10 racks on the shoes
he played me his music and i ain’t amused
you can’t compare your drugs to my crew’s
they know i been countin’ these racks
they know i been gettin’ to that bag now
my cashapp be bussin’ with all the deals that makin’
sh-t, i might cash out
35 shots stay up in this clip
if you talkin’ crazy, get packed out
i got my tool layin’ under the seat
told mof-ckas don’t beef with me
pushin’ to start, i ain’t turnin’ no keys
this new exotic girl, ain’t hittin’ no ‘tine
i ain’t a fiend for nicotine
i’m just in love with that gas
my music straight vibes and your sh-t is ass
lemme take you to class

- nikshoww

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