Grey Days

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Tone Bunco

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Grey days, I been through some gray days
I fall asleep and wake up, still feel like the same day
I want money, you want clout, so we ain't on the same page
I went and got it by myself and that's when all the rain came down

I'm tryna get it for all the times we was stressin' out
Hurts to see me standin' ten toes, gottem guessin' how
You look at me, you see I'm tryna maintain
Close my hands, bow my head, you see I'm countin' all my blessings now

Listen dog, it make no sense in tellin' me stop
Ain't stop til' my feet stop
Ain't worried bout what he got or she got
Niggas know my bop and what I be bout
They playin' in the grass, I'm climbin' way up to the treetop

Tryna make some bands and probably tie em' up in three knots
Remember all them nights me and bro clappin shit on Fe Shop
I wasn't tryna wear no Reeboks, free my dog cause he knocked
So much shit up in my life, I'm tryna detox

Careful who you talk to, swear these niggas cool with street cops
Only tryna chase a pot of green
Yo you tryna be a bowling ball for Halloween?
I'll fill your top with three dots
Anybody go against the grain, you're bound to be shot

Grindin' for them doors with umbrellas
My life, I want more, I want better
I'm tryna stack my dough beyond measure
I'm tryna stack my dough beyond

Why these niggas movin' like they got something against me
Why these niggas movin' like my stomach still ain't empty
Why these niggas act like I won't shoot until it's empty

And understand the plans to change that honda to a Bentley
And understand that I'm the man and I don't want no sympathy
No sympathy for me, oh no, oh no
Oh I don't want it, no no

I'm done playin' by the rules, I'm done playin' by the rules
My whole fuckin' life, I been down bad and I ain't tryna play it cool
I ain't got shit to prove, no, I don't do this shit for you

I don't do this shit for me, I know they tryna see me lose
Tryna do it for my fam, tryna fill them up with food
Give them all a hundred bands so they can live comfortable
Provide them all as a man, I promise I'ma make it true

Yeah, I been down bad, but I got up off my ass
I'm just tryna chase it bag, tell me why y'all niggas mad
I'm just tryna give my jit all the shit I never had
Why my mindset in the future, y'all still livin' in the past, no

Why these niggas actin' like I made it out the hood or somethin'
Why these niggas can't just dap me up and say what's good or somethin

Grey days, I been through some gray days
I fall asleep and wake up, still feel like the same day
I want money, you want clout, so we ain't on the same page
I went and got it by myself and that's when all the rain came down

I'm tryna get it for all the times we was stressin' out
Hurts to see me standin' ten toes, gottem guessin' how
You look at me, you see I'm tryna maintain
Close my hands, bow my head, you see I'm countin' all my blessings now

Grindin' for them doors with umbrellas
My life, I want more, I want better
I'm tryna stack my dough beyond measure
I'm tryna stack my dough beyond

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