Days of My Life Billy Cook (Ft. C-Note & Trae tha Truth)

[Hook]
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, strapped with my chrome
Cause I feel like they coming for me, but I'ma keep rolling on
A guerilla, going out like a soldier
That's mobbing, till it's over

[Billy Cook]
These are the days of my life, all the things that I'm going through
Cause times are so hard, but can't let it get the best of you
See my daddy, passed away
What use to be sunny days are no more, just sad and all rainy days
Left nine kids behind, trying to fill his shoes
Taking care of my mama, the way you raised me to
Four boys and five girls, left with tears in their eyes
And like your best friend, who saw your last smile
Daddy we need you, tell me what do I do
You carried this family, and the whole hood too
The skills and memories, that I have left of you
A legacy you built, you were a one man crew
Worked your fingers to the bone, till you took your last breath
But your boys gon finish, what you started that's a bet
It's a struggle everyday, these are the days of my life
But I gotta maintain, so I don't lose my mind