The Days
Taking a look back on life with an old school beat.
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I take the days that I never remember
I take 'em all apart and then I put 'em back together
Cause time disappears while I'm running up the ladder
Looking in the mirror thinking I deserve better
Oh wait, I'm living my dreams
Got the keys to the Porsche by the age of 19
My Dutch is always rolled with my homegrown weed
These women always coming, they begging, they pleading
We used to ride our bikes, we played outside
No cell phone, we stayed up all night
No credit card and no bank account
We didn't really know what this life was about
Never did I think in my wildest dreams
I'd be sitting here today and rolling up my trees
Taking notes from the best in the league
Spreading the word like it's a fucking disease
I think back to my childhood
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