[Hook]
 So many days go by
Ain't enough minutes in an hour
Ain't enough bullets in my chopper
Smoked my last blunt of sour
And it's so many days go by
Ain't enough months in a year
Lost my [bad word] this year
So I thank God I'm here

 [Verse: 1]
365 in a year, 60 minutes in an hour
36 oz.'s in a whole key so 28 grams in an hour
Chasin' money and power, yeah, chasin' money and power
Chain smokin' my sour, servin' bars of that powder
Then I take a whole key, rock it up to the shake, jack a [bad word] for the plate of that sour [bad word] [bad word]  you a coward, AK bullets goin' shower (bang bang!)
On any [bad word] block, [bad word] niggas get chopped if you [bad word] niggas kill one of ours
Lost my dog and it hurt me, I dind't get tell him "bye"
I ain't gotta tell y'all why homicide on my mind
Momma tell me "just pray, and everything goin' be fine"
Well momma, I ain't even got time
Too busy writin' these rhymes, bustin' down pounds of this pine
So [bad word] by crime

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 [Verse: 2]
I'm just watchin' my days go by, all my time just fly
Momma stressed out cause the bills [bad word]  and she lost here job, oh my
What the [bad word] goin' do? Yeah, what the [bad word] we goin' do?
I was only 16. had hoops dreams said,  [bad word] that" and I dropped outta school
Got my pack and I loaded my tool, sellin' dope what I do
I tellin' y'all that's cool, I tellin' y'all that's cool
Cause if I knew what I knew right now back would've stayed my [bad word] in school
Momma need help payin' rent, and my lil' bro need new shoes
And my ex-girl cut me loose, yeah, my ex-girl cut me loose
Judge givin' niggas like 25 years that's a label that you won't loose
I guess life's a catch 22, sell dope and you [bad word] walk a mile in my shoes, see all the [bad word] I go through

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