Melvoni - DAYS OF THE WEEK lyrics

Yeah, that's right uh, uh, uh

I'm countin' days of the week
Sittin' back reminiscing 'bout them
Days of defeat
Thinkin' 'bout the time that I
Had to go to sleep
With no food up on my plate I had
Nothin' to eat life was hard
Growing up Ion know I was poor
'cause my momma made it work life was bad
But I know some niggas who had it worse
I came from the dirt, and
Thinkin' 'bout it hurts
And put me in my berc
My pops was sellin' work
While mommy was overworked
I had to make a difference
Always put my family first
Got my first job at 12, but it wasn't for me
And it was my last, I had quit at like 13
I thought of myself higher
But I needed money and
My brother needed diapers
Nigga was stressed
Though but I ain't pick up a lighter
Take the weight up off my mother
Shoulders as I got older
One day we gon' be rich that's
Exactly what I told her
Then a nigga starred scammin'
And niggas started hatin'
So niggas started blamin'
Niggas turned on me and I Ion understand it
How you started hatin' when I
Got a lil' bag, when I was plannin'
My first session was clap
But I had to pay it back
'Cause the owner of the card seen
The charge and drew it back
Then I had to move tact'
You know what's up

Ayo, Denly what?
Turn this mic the fuck up

I turn my life the fuck up
Remember bitches was stuck now they
Feenin' the suck up i was just a fuck up
I had just had tough luck
They talking 'bout me now
I got to tell them to shut the front door
Even tho I'm getting money
My niggas still down forth
I had to get the bag
My taught myself how to run for it
Any pussy nigga can get it
He better not front for it
Anytime the Retro gang
Best believe he run for it
Run for it, never that
Fighting my niggas for the pack
Best believe I get it back
And spittin' with my niggas again
'cause they more than my friends
I do it for the gang, forever APM
Pockets off, forever ATM
You would of thought it's made for them
I'm the dodger on the grief for my momma
She ain't pay rent again
Wild illegal citizen, know my dirty money
I just collect all my dividends
A young successful businessman
I just pray to God that I don't sin again
Hope he hear my prayers and
Just made me win again
I'm finally comfortable with the skin
That I'm livin' in and I play for keeps
So you know I ain't giving in
RIP to all my fallen soldiers
And I wish all of y'all
Could have gotten older
Life is a fucking game and I
Got it on my shoulders
Wish I could click revive
On my fucking controller

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