These Days Kidd Keo

[Letra de "These Days"]

[Intro]
Cien, doscientos, trescientos, cuatrociento', quiniento', seisciento', seteciento', ochociento', novenciento', mil

[Hook]
These days these days, these days these days
I don't wanna hear shit, I just wanna get paid
These days these days, these days these days
I don't talk with the people, I just wanna get paid
These days these days, these days these days
I don't care about the bitch, I stay with the gang
These days these days, these days these days
You're not my homie, you don't know my name

[Verse 1]
I don't even like people, oh, I got a bitch talking
I don't wanna make friends, boy, the back of car's jumping
I don't wanna talk media fans, I don't wanna talk nothing
I smile no bitch, all your hoes looking funny

Don't hit my line, the money on the other line
I trynna fucking money bitchs, I got a Savior red wine
All I know is go dork, I don't talk with the birds
I don't care how you feel, pussy board I go first
Don't call with the drama, is tripping as karma
Estaba pobre en el bloque, y ahora yo parto la pana
Yo ando siempre a lo mío, quiero estar siempre a lo mío
Yo estaba roto en el barrio, y ninguno andaba conmigo, yo