Correction Lyrics Days From My Past by Suigeneris

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I just been blowin' the cash
Thinkin' 'bout digin' my dash
Swear I was down on my last
I had to get off my a**
I fell in love with the cash
Lately I spend this sh*t fast
I got some percs in the back, ayy
I keep the lean by the gra**
I just been blowin' the cash
Thinkin' 'bout digin' my dash
Swear I was down on my last
I had to get off my a**
I fell in love with the cash
Lately I spend this sh*t fast
I got some percs in the back, ayy
I keep the lean by the gra**, whoa

Y'all already want me to hit it, I'd rather dip off in a Wraith
Like it's a Wraith, f**k out my face, I give a f**k what they think, ayy, yeah
I want the b*t*h in blue hundreds, I tell all my b*t*hes the same
Pull out that white, she wanna taste, and we been sippin' that drink
I do this sh*t for the cane
I keep it a hundred, no change
I got your b*t*h givin' brain
We in the back of the stage
You save my hoes like a lame
You should've came with a cake
Why are you body the same
I swear I cannot relate, ayy
Jean up on my body, I flex like it's a hobby
Ride me like a trolly, off xannies and the molly
Your b*t*h looking sloppy, my b*t*h like a dime piece
Haters they get salty, I tell 'em get up off me
Your girl on me lately, make her eat like a nine piece
I ain't gotta stretch, I got my brothers right beside me
I can't love no thottie, f**k you, b*t*h I'm outtie
Only real around me, take one look around me

I just be throwin' the racks
Lettin' it fall on her a**, yeah
Only gon' f**k if she bad
I know these b*t*hes is mad, yeah
I cannot f**k with these b*t*hes
I'm here for the clout, maybe the green
Shout out to me
I just pulled up in a Bentley, got Gucci all over my tees, damn
Whippin' Maseratis, all these b*t*hes callin'
Ice all on my body, your b*t*h actin' naughty
Now she tryna top me, give me brain like zombie
High up off the molly, dancin' on an Audi
Dirty clean money like both ways
Ain't had no sleep in like four days
Your b*t*h is givin' me foreplay
Ten on my body, that's Dolce
Dolce Gabbana, I'm spendin' these racks
Too many bills, yeah I'm makin' these stacks
I got my shooters, you under attack
my gang, I put them on the map
Haters in they feelings 'cause they see just where I'm at
B*t*hes take offense to all the sh*t that's in my raps
Hate to see a youngin, how he makin' all that cash?
Why he in the club and why he wastin' all them bands?

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