These Days

These days everybody wanna be your friend
These days everybody wanna go and pretend
These days everybody wanna be on
But tell me where ya ass was way back when
Tell me where ya ass was way back when
I was down on my luck
No bucks
No fucks given
Live the life that I'm living
Everything spinning
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M
Trying get to this filling
Dreams
Tryna break through these ceilings
Trying make all of these millions
(These Days) I mean
These days I don't know myself
These days I don't owe myself
These days I don't own myself
These days I'm a foe to myself
Blame it all on myself
These days like most days I sit back and fade
Most days like these days I'm mostly afraid
Of whatever comes next
Whatever comes next
These days like most days I sit back and fade
Most days like these days I'm mostly afraid
Of whatever comes next
Whatever comes next
(These days)
I'm not too sure of myself
I just need more of myself
Feel like I give too much and never have for myself
Feel like I should have me to myself
(Run it back)
These days I'm not too sure of myself
I just need more of myself
Feel like I give too much and never have for myself
Feel like I should have me to myself
These days everybody wanna be real
These days everybody wanna pop pills
These days everybody tryna gain clout
But these days I be telling niggas just chill
Cause everybody thinks that's a route they gotta take
Until the end up looking like some damn fools
And these days turn to these days when you see a face that don't look like you
These days like most days I sit back and fade
Most days like these days I'm mostly afraid
Of whatever comes next
Whatever comes next
These days like most days I sit back and fade
Most days like these days I'm mostly afraid
Of whatever comes next
Whatever comes next