April 7 (Worst Days) lyrics

[Intro]
Yo, Adb, this beat go crazy
This a hit, Codax
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Adb, play that sh*t

[Chorus]
I be really wit' it, don't you pick the wrong fight
Prayin' on the downfall, we'll catch you at late night
Itchin' off the Percs, it's hard to sleep right
I be traumatized, so I be really hatin' sirens

[Verse 1]
Been through it all, wan' cuddle with my b*tch
She said I do the most, she screamin', and she wanna throw a fit
Let's go shop, let me buy you this hoodie, see if it fit
I love you with my life, the world for you, so I'm never dippin'
She be sayin', "Duvy, what you do to me?"
"Hope you keep on lovin' me, I don't want you to leave"
Lеt's just hop on a flight, and go get drunk by the sea
Was trappеd in the trenches, my Glock on repeat
You caught me on my worst day
Like why I ain't get you nothing for your birthday?
Don't [tell?] me none of that, you gon' get the world in exchange
Got n*ggas fiendin' for a body like they fiend for cocaine
This is dope boy sh*t, on block, you learn the dope game
We gon' get the racks, and then we gone
Pour up a thousand dollars just so I could nod off
I got racks, so a n*gga never fallin' off
He a pack, we don't talk, n*gga, stick talk
Young n*gga, but they call me, "Big dawg"
I was there when that popped off
Blame the streets, I have no heart
Went and bought a brick, could've bought some Goyard
Double up the pack, I be overlappin' n*ggas, flexin' is my habit
Can't lack, always watch my back
And if I do, my brodie, have him shootin'-shootin' back
Oh, Lord, I was schemin' at late nights
If we see a n*gga fold my bloody, he gon' pay the price
(Bah-bah-bah-bah!)
My n*ggas going dumb
n*ggas runnin', scramblin', ambulance pick him up
[Refrain]
They be screamin', "Oh, don't give up"
They know young n*gga got big bucks
For me, brodie, he kill sh*t, load up
Stop the car, and hop out, like, "Hold up"

[Verse 2]
Face of the city, they be knowin' us
Why you think I made it? 'Cause it was hell on the corner
Bro said, "Tote a rod", R.I.P. Space, man, he told us
[?] swear I'll never change up
Showing my love, I don't show it, if I do, I'm shootin' my gun
Thought you was my brother, and you fold up, I was hurtin'
It's a closed circle
Every n*gga with me [?]

[Refrain]
They be screamin', "Oh, don't give up"
They know young n*gga got big bucks
For me, brodie, he kill sh*t, load up
Stop the car, and hop out, like, "Hold up"

[Chorus]
I be really wit' it, don't you pick the wrong fight
Prayin' on the downfall, we'll catch you at late night
(Adb, play that sh*t)
Itchin' off the Percs, it's hard to sleep right
(This a hit, Codax)
I be traumatized, so I be really hatin' sirens