Too Many Days ft. Futuristic Lyrics

Yeah, soon as I get in the zone

You know I'm setting the tone

I am the one

Better than anyone known

Shoulda just left me alone

Bitch here I come

And I'm putting myself on with

The way that I write these songs

Second to none

Finally turning into somebody

You'll never become

Ah, man, I am just living my life

I am not getting a wife

Fuck all of that

Too many women I like

Wanna come get in the ride

And fuck In the back

Lately been two at a time

Fuck it I couldn't decide

They're lovin' the fact

I'm literally killin' these artist

Whenever I jump on a track

Ah, man, we in the booth

Speakin' the truth

That is a must

We are the youth

Leading the youth

We are the only ones

That we can trust

Pourin' the liquor

Fuck an authority figure

We only answer to us

Crackin' the seal and

I'm grabbin' the wheel

Everyone else to the

Back of the bus

Ah, man, look in my eyes

You can see the passion

Whenever I put it in drive

I look in ya eyes

And I see the envy because

You been put to the side

You wouldn't survive ever

Inside of this type of environment

You're not even looking alive

Man I'll put you into early retirement

Too many days

Putting my pen to my page

Tryna make minimum wage

Too many days

Riding around in a hoopty

Not hookin' up with a groupie

Too many days

Wishing the city was mine

Knowing I'll get it in time

Too many days, yeah

Too many days, yeah

Too many days

I was the butt of the joke

Didn't make money was broke

Too many days

The women weren't around

They were just turning me down

Too many days

That I was stuck in my head

Couldn't get up outta bed

Too many days, yeah

Too many days, yeah

Yo, too many days I was broke

Too many days I would hope

To get in positions like how I be livin' right now

Man I dreamed of this shit in '04 ya know

Too many days I would hop on the stage

But no one at the show

Too many days I was stayin' up late

Makin' music and now all my records is gold

Too many groupies I had em Fa'sho

Too many commas I'm splitting my dough

Too many homes

Too many businesses

Make too much money with all of my bros

Puttin' em on like clothes

I wrote this shit in a robe

I'm in Mexico, I pull up to the hotel

Wit my Brodie who just got a Rolls

I want my flowers while I can still smell 'em

No I'm the bachelor but gimme a rose

Look how I rose

Like I was D Rose

I leave 'em exposed

Like Anna Nicole

Too many countries I hit

Hungry you know I can't sit

I'm on a trip for real y'all niggas a trip

I'm 'bout as real as it gets

Have me a sip

Damn that shit good

I shoot from the hip

Nobody safe when I'm triggered

Too many days I wish you would

Too many days

Putting my pen to my page

Tryna make minimum wage

Too many days

Riding around in a hoopty

Not hookin' up with a groupie

Too many days

Wishing the city was mine

Knowing I'll get it in time

Too many days, yeah

Too many days, yeah

Too many days

I was the butt of the joke

Didn't make money was broke

Too many days

The women weren't around

They were just turning me down

Too many days

That I was stuck in my head

Couldn't get up outta bed

Too many days, yeah

Too many days, yeah

Too many days

Too many days

Too many days

Too many days, yeah

Too many days, yeah