
Long Days, Cold Nights Futuristic (Ft. SwizZz)
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[Verse 1: Futuristic]
Writin' verses, re-word 'em until they're perfect
I'm certain that I should make it, but will I? It got me nervous
Feel like this my purpose and everybody heard it
They would see that I'm that person who's workin' and I deserve it
If only they could see me through my mama's eyes
I apologize, I quit college, she's disappointed but not surprised
I ain't got no time for these niggas that I grew up with
They smokin' and they drinkin' with women I used to fuck with
I've been through enough shit, all I do is spit raps
Scrapped over diss tracks, killed niggas at kickbacks
At the party at Mill Ave. and everybody know it's me
Hope that I can make it without a hater approachin' me
My team is gettin' smaller, I keep my circle tight
And got these women fallin' like leaves do in Autumn
My niggas don't understand me, my fans be goin' the hardest
I just keep to myself, and keep focused on my target
Ahh!
[Hook: Futuristic]
Yeah, I gave my all from the start
I'm workin' hard, I'm workin' long
I play my part, I'm workin' smart
I'm on my own, feel all alone
I had no home, I need a clone, and all my people gone
Long days, cold nights
Long days, cold nights
Long days, cold nights
Long days, cold nights
Writin' verses, re-word 'em until they're perfect
I'm certain that I should make it, but will I? It got me nervous
Feel like this my purpose and everybody heard it
They would see that I'm that person who's workin' and I deserve it
If only they could see me through my mama's eyes
I apologize, I quit college, she's disappointed but not surprised
I ain't got no time for these niggas that I grew up with
They smokin' and they drinkin' with women I used to fuck with
I've been through enough shit, all I do is spit raps
Scrapped over diss tracks, killed niggas at kickbacks
At the party at Mill Ave. and everybody know it's me
Hope that I can make it without a hater approachin' me
My team is gettin' smaller, I keep my circle tight
And got these women fallin' like leaves do in Autumn
My niggas don't understand me, my fans be goin' the hardest
I just keep to myself, and keep focused on my target
Ahh!
[Hook: Futuristic]
Yeah, I gave my all from the start
I'm workin' hard, I'm workin' long
I play my part, I'm workin' smart
I'm on my own, feel all alone
I had no home, I need a clone, and all my people gone
Long days, cold nights
Long days, cold nights
Long days, cold nights
Long days, cold nights
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