Good Days lyrics

[Intro]
Woah-oh, ayy
Yeah, sh*t, so much at stake
It's so much at stake
It's so much at stake

[Verse 1]
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, had to up it anyway
They don't know I keep one on my waist
f*ckin' had to up it anyway
They ain't know I keep it on my waist
f*ck it, had to up it anyway
He be talkin' crazy, f*ck it, I would bust it any day
On my mama, on my granny, on my gang
I already know it's, "f*ck that sh*t you claim"
f*ck that clique you claim
I don't tolerate no disrespect
Got his b*tch, she givin' neck
We be at these n*ggas neck
And she do that for a Percocet
She be poppin' Percocets for real
Everywhere I go, I'm down to drill
And everywhere I go, I'm down to kill (Yeah)
I told that n*gga this is not a drill
That .40 on me too, I keep a drill
You don' want no problems over here
I told you I've been ballin' since a kid
Yeah, feel like Jason Kidd
[Chorus]
I miss ridin' round town with my friends
.40 in the stash box, we ain't come to start nun'
Cooler than 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]
Now we're all grown up, we all came a long way from 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 would be in jail or dead
Now I make way more money 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 L.A., 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 them hundreds to my ears, ayy
[Chorus]
I miss ridin' round town with my friends
.40 in the stash box, we ain't come to start nun'
Cooler than 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