Lyrics Bad Days – Eli Fross feat. Sleepy Hallow
I remember days that I was down I had to get up
Been watching all these n**gas got they wins I got my s**t up
I ain’t never folded never snitching never b**ched up
And anytime I’m walking down that strip I got my chin up
Better keep that s**t tucked
‘Cause n**ga they will brush you
And you will catch me trusting none of these h*es
‘Cause they don’t love you
I had to go an take a couple L’s before the W
And girl you gotta know your worth
If you want me to f**k you
School make me a uniform but trynna change my ways
I end up getting kicked out cause they saying I’m in a gang
Coach want me to stay on board but that wasn’t my ways
I had none to lose I’ll take you to the grave
I’ll send you to the grave, I’ll send you to the pavement
A n**ga came from dirt and my neck look like a glacier
‘Member she was stunned now she on me like a laser
But I’m a paybook chaser, ladies come in favor
Free up all my brothers missing Christmas cause they locked in
Ain’t no point in selling bread on new years cause they boxed in
Before I started balling I would always get some shots in
I’m talking Glock 10’s and I’m riding round with my shooters
Talking out your mouth they finna do ya
Shawty she a baddie finna scoop up
My father in the back got that ..
We gon crash out, henny got me litty she gon tap out
If I fly in too my city I might cash out
But you won’t catch me loving on no b**ch
I remember days that I was down I had to get up
Been watching all this n**gas got they wins I got my s**t up
I ain’t never folded never snitching never b**ched up
And anytime I’m walking down that strip I got my chin up
Better keep that s**t tucked
‘Cause n**ga they will brush you
And you won’t catch me trusting none of these h*es
‘Cause they don’t love you
I had to go an take a couple L’s before the W
And girl you gotta know your worth if you want me to f**k you
Making plays call it huddle
Like when you’re by yourself
I bet them tears could make a puddle
I told you be yourself
Don’t give a f**k if they gon’ judge you
They say I’m way too humble
I’m just trying not to fumble
Swear momma used to hate me
She said boy you number trouble
I grew up in the jungle I can swing and I could tussle
I don’t really love her she couldn’t pay me to cuddle
And I done took some L’s but I ain’t trip that s**t was subtle
Like once I get that call up Ima go in
She want love I’m talking deeper than the ocean
I still keep a Glock I’ll still a throw s**t
You can’t say you love me gotta show it
I remember days that I was down I had to get up
Been watching all these n**gas got they wins I got my s**t up
I ain’t never folded, never snitching never b**ched up
And anytime I’m walking down that strip I got my chin up
Better keep that s**t tucked
‘Cause n**ga they will brush you
And you will catch me trusting none of these h*es
‘Cause they don’t love you
I had to go an take a couple L’s before the W
And girl you gotta know your worth if you want me to f**k you…
