Trae

Trae - Days of My Life

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(feat. Billy Cook)

[Hook: Billy Cook]

The days of my life, the struggle I'm going through

Cause times are too hard, but I gotta make it through

The ghetto of my life, the struggle it ain't right

But I gotta move on, and strapped with my chrome

Cause I feel like they coming for me, but I'ma keep holding on

A guerilla going out like a soldier, that's mobbing till it's over

[Trae]

So many times I'm ready to run the deal, I can't cause it ain't in me

All the hatred people show us, what got me strapped down

With a semi-automatic, living drastic

So don't you get too close to me, cause I might blast it

And paint another scenery, nigga this is what they made me

Live in your face, a bonified poverty strucken nigga out of place

That was praying to get a chance, but a chance wasn't given to me

The only thing I was given was pain, that I could spit over beats

So guerilla on his last leg, watching time fly by

Over and over and deep inside, forever wonder why

Trae never get no chance to be like Mike, or to live like Mike

Or told, that I'ma be alright

I have no life, and that's why I be mobbing and bleeding blocks

Corner to corner, bended tinted up and away from cops

Grinding and hopefully, one day I can live stress free

So everyday I pray the Lord, will come and bless me

[Hook: Billy Cook]

[Trae]

Got so many tears running down my face, when times got hard

And feel the pain deep inside, when my heart got scarred

And I know, that it ain't nothing that I wanna be feeling

I've been praying for twelve years, and never seemed to be healing

That's why I smile upside down, till then everybody move around

Cause I don't wanna click on everybody, why hatred holding me down

It's been hell living, it's Trae I display nothing but hurt

Everything I lived and I seen, is what's sending me to the dirt

My first born on the way, will I see it I can't say

My baby mama say I'm zoning too much, and don't wanna stay

But it's ok I made it through, and I lost everyone else

The only thing that's in my life, that I ain't missing is death

Cause everything I loved got took away, and ain't coming back

The only thing I got is me, and it's killing me that's a fact

But I'ma be alright, long as I'm staying strong

Gotta play the cards I was dealt, even though this world ain't my home

[Hook: Billy Cook]

[Trae]

So you wanna hate me now

Them niggaz, try to take me out

I ain't never did them, no wrong

These motherfuckers, better leave me alone

My life, is all I have

And I don't care, I'm in love with that

Deep down, I know I really gotta be strong

And if they run up too quick, they gon meet my chrome

Because this world ain't promised to me

The life that I'm living, is for the day

And the pain I forever feel, is what got me running a stray

And I don't want much, but it never fell

I can't even get a piece of a piece of mind, without going through hell

Hard times is what I bleed, a blessing is what I need

So I can get over the struggle, and make it for my seed

These days on the line, and I feel like I'm next to leave

And I hope I'm going to heaven, aside if I believe

[Hook: Billy Cook]

[Billy Cook]

Yeeeah, the days of my liiiiiife

The struggle I'm going through, feeeel meeeeee

Tell em Trae, when times get hard

We gotta keep our head up, and gotta move on through

Make it on through, the ghetto the ghetto of my life

The struggle, it ain't right

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