Abstract - Days Like This lyrics

Riding round town in that blacked out whip
No it's not sprained but I got
That ice on my wrist
That's a Olive skin chick she
Attached to my hip
Rolled the dice just to get
To paradise like this
Riding round town in that blacked out whip
No it's not sprained but I got
That ice on my wrist
That's a Olive skin chick she
Attached to my hip
Rolled the dice just to get
To paradise like this

They told me I'd never get to see
Days like this
They said it was all a dream
Whole script flipped
What's reality to me
Nights like this
I wonder where I'd be

If I had listened to critics
Who never made a difference
Courtside while the boy slide
Better bench a gimmick
I'm real with it your strings
Lifted put on a show
Jiminy Cricket he's in your
Ear passing you quotes
Driver seat I never sit where passengers go
Known to rap but I snap
On hooks like Passenger though
Up and comers intercept like I
Passed em the flow
I'm tryna touch down in a PJ
Just pass me the dough
At lunch time I had punch
Lines coming out my throat
Nowadays it seems bars just
Don't matter no mo
If it ain't silver platter then
It's over your head
Mumble rappers sound smarter than
Wanna be's I guess
A lot words for you to use
For you not say nothing
Your lyrical spherical miracles
Lacking the substance
Nowadays the word talent way
Too much in discussion
Sorry if I'm sounding bitter I
Wish that I wasn't

Riding round town in that blacked out whip
No it's not sprained but I got
That ice on my wrist
That's a Olive skin chick she
Attached to my hip
Rolled the dice just to get
To paradise like this

They told me I'd never get to see
Days like this
They said it was all a dream
Whole script flipped
What's reality to me
Nights like this
I wonder where I'd be

Riding round town in that blacked out whip
No it's not sprained but I got
That ice on my wrist
That's a Olive skin chick she
Attached to my hip
Rolled the dice just to get
To paradise like this

Vision potent, you hear it I wrote it
Lived it or living with it
My life in my lyrics that's
Why it hit's your spirit
Pen game like I ghost for the dopest around
Concepts been more than profound
Name escalated my feet won't ever
Detach from the ground
Humble but don't muzzle my confidence
Ambience got me bubbling
But it's troubling when
Idols slacking and you start wondering
Where the muscle went
Guess it my turn so I'm
Giving you 100 percent

Suicide the vibe when I get tired of it
I don't repackage mine I sell
The song and chuck it
Your favorite rapper predictable like
A Mickey D's
I'm 7 gourmet courses but won't
Force you to eat

They told me I'd never get to see
Days like this
They said it was all a dream
Whole script flipped
What's reality to me
Nights like this
I wonder where I'd be

They told me I'd never get to see
Days like this
They said it was all a dream
Whole script flipped
What's reality to me
Nights like this
I wonder where I'd be

Riding round town in that blacked out whip
No it's not sprained but I got
That ice on my wrist
That's a Olive skin chick she
Attached to my hip
Rolled the dice just to get
To paradise like this