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Some Days Video (MV)




Performed By: Chuck Smith
Language: English
Length: 3:39
Written by: Chuck Smith




Chuck Smith - Some Days Lyrics
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Since a kid back in 06 was writing rhymes can't get a grip
2005 was sinking ships
We left behind a life of bliss
Close my eyes I drown in this
Can't read them lines between them hips
And I've been fried my mind is bliss
Can't figure out what's wrong with this
And they say love comes with a price well I've been popping tags
Can't get enough of making music and we make it fast
I been living on the edge
Got the world and it's all in my hands
Got these Jefferson's no Edison these twenty's fill my pockets just like it was medicine
I'm hoping that they let us in
Hoping that they let us in oh yeah
I been doing this shit for some days
Me and Younglyn making music hoping that we getting payed
I been doin this shit for some days
Flexing hard got that double cup in my hand I be getting payed
I been doing this shit for some days
Me and Chucky making music hoping that we getting payed
I been doing this shit for some days
Flexing hard got that double cup in my hand we be getting payed
Hoping that they let us in the game
Hoping that they let us in the game
We be getting payed
Hoping that they let us in the game
Flexing hard and I hope they let us in the game oh yeah oh yeah
In my head I'm thinking outside of the box
I aim to get my bread up
Such a mystery with all my ops they don't got levels
Hope they give me favors same as I was giving them
And they don't send me prayers no more like I just did with them
No more love I'm giving out I'm doing this shit on my own
Me and Younglyn been doing this shit since we was young now we just grown
I got tunes and tunes to come like lil tunchi money young
In the morning I'm well hung
Sipping cola mixed with rum
F*ck all of these f*cking scum
Toss em out into that water and I just be throwing chum
As I hum right to the beat
Y'all bitches getting well strung
Puppets ain't for me
I don't recycle what's been seen
Twenty twenty not sippin lean
Not really sure just what that mean at least for you
Yeah at least for you
Aye hoping that they let us in oh yeah
Hoping that they let us in oh yeah
I been doing this shit for some days
Me and Younglyn making music hoping that we getting payed
I been doin this shit for some days
Flexing hard got that double cup in my hand I be getting payed
I been doing this shit for some days
Me and Chucky making music hoping that we getting payed
I been doing this shit for some days
Flexing hard got that double cup in my hand we be getting payed
Hoping that they let us in the game
Hoping that they let us in the game
We be getting payed
Hoping that they let us in the game
Flexing hard and I hope they let us in the game oh yeah oh yeah
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Since a kid back in 06 was writing rhymes can't get a grip
2005 was sinking ships
We left behind a life of bliss
Close my eyes I drown in this
Can't read them lines between them hips
And I've been fried my mind is bliss
Can't figure out what's wrong with this
And they say love comes with a price well I've been popping tags
Can't get enough of making music and we make it fast
I been living on the edge
Got the world and it's all in my hands
Got these Jefferson's no Edison these twenty's fill my pockets just like it was medicine
I'm hoping that they let us in
Hoping that they let us in oh yeah
I been doing this shit for some days
Me and Younglyn making music hoping that we getting payed
I been doin this shit for some days
Flexing hard got that double cup in my hand I be getting payed
I been doing this shit for some days
Me and Chucky making music hoping that we getting payed
I been doing this shit for some days
Flexing hard got that double cup in my hand we be getting payed
Hoping that they let us in the game
Hoping that they let us in the game
We be getting payed
Hoping that they let us in the game
Flexing hard and I hope they let us in the game oh yeah oh yeah
In my head I'm thinking outside of the box
I aim to get my bread up
Such a mystery with all my ops they don't got levels
Hope they give me favors same as I was giving them
And they don't send me prayers no more like I just did with them
No more love I'm giving out I'm doing this shit on my own
Me and Younglyn been doing this shit since we was young now we just grown
I got tunes and tunes to come like lil tunchi money young
In the morning I'm well hung
Sipping cola mixed with rum
F*ck all of these f*cking scum
Toss em out into that water and I just be throwing chum
As I hum right to the beat
Y'all bitches getting well strung
Puppets ain't for me
I don't recycle what's been seen
Twenty twenty not sippin lean
Not really sure just what that mean at least for you
Yeah at least for you
Aye hoping that they let us in oh yeah
Hoping that they let us in oh yeah
I been doing this shit for some days
Me and Younglyn making music hoping that we getting payed
I been doin this shit for some days
Flexing hard got that double cup in my hand I be getting payed
I been doing this shit for some days
Me and Chucky making music hoping that we getting payed
I been doing this shit for some days
Flexing hard got that double cup in my hand we be getting payed
Hoping that they let us in the game
Hoping that they let us in the game
We be getting payed
Hoping that they let us in the game
Flexing hard and I hope they let us in the game oh yeah oh yeah
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