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good days (cigarettes&percs) unreleased - juice wrld lyrics

[chorus]
i miss ridin’ round town with my friends
.40 in the stash box, we ain’t come to start nun
cooler then the boys in the band
color in my dreadlocks, choker on me, headlock
good days, good days, reminisce the good days
close my eyes, i tell myself it’s okay
good days, good days, reminisce the good days
close my eyes, i tell myself it’s okay

[verse 1]
now we’re all grown up, we all came a long way from the start
we all went the wrong way, once or twice
we can’t help that sh*t, it’s life
i miss my old friends, member we was doing’ xans
up in school, the teachers said we will be in jail or dead
now i make way more money than them
hit up the plug, spend they rent, i bought a pint, red hi*tech
i miss my mom, i miss my friends, i miss my house, i miss my pet
layla fetch! mom come to l.a., i’ll get you a jet
got off my ass and i got to a check
feelin’ sorry for the n*ggas who slept
yeah, on me and my gang, cause we runnin’ sh*t this year
f*ck a phone, i’m gon’ hold those hundreds to my ear

[chorus]
i miss ridin’ round town with my friends
.40 in the stash box, we ain’t come to start nun
cooler then the boys in the band
color in my dreadlocks, choker on me, headlock
good days, good days, reminisce the good days
close my eyes, i tell myself it’s okay
good days, good days, reminisce the good days
close my eyes, i tell myself it’s okay

[verse 2]
cigarettes and percs make my best work
cigarettes and percs make my chest hurt
cigarettes and percs boost my net worth
rich n*gga junkie, still could f*ck your mommy
stepping in devinchi, maybe dior or some
thinking back to when my bed was on the floor or some
now i count dead, presidents, me in the morgue all day
i got the bat, i got the drip, i keep a torch always
remember they was looking at me sideways
now i’m getting the big bucks, ride around with the stick tucked
me want no problems, me want no mix*ups
i just want dollars, me want to get rich. yeah
50 bands in all cash, they trump like my visa
if i see a young n*gga richer than me i wouldn’t like me either
i keep it on me, got me walking like an old geezer
if he wants to fight i’ll be him to a seizure
if he wants to die i bet satan wouldn’t meet him
mask on my face with revenge on my t*shirt (with revenge on my t*shirt)

[chorus]
i miss ridin’ round town with my friends
.40 in the stash box, we ain’t come to start nun
cooler then the boys in the band
color in my dreadlocks, choker on me, headlock
good days, good days, reminisce the good days
close my eyes, i tell myself it’s okay
good days, good days, reminisce the good days
close my eyes, i tell myself it’s okay

[verse 3]
there’s so much at stake
there’s so much at stake
still gotta put a f*ck n*gga up in his place
he ain’t know i kept it on my waist
f*ck it went and up’d it anyway
they ain’t know i keep one on my waist
f*ck it had to up it anyway
they ain’t know i keep it on my waist
f*ck it had to up it anyway
if he talking crazy, f*ck it, i will bust it anyday
it’s on my momma, on my granny, on my gang
i already know its f*ck that sh*t you claim
f*ck that cl!ck you claim, yeah
i don’t tolerate no disrespect, huh
we be at these n*ggas necks, yuh aye
got his b*tch she’s giving neck, yuh aye
and she do that for a percocet, yuh aye
she popping percocets for real, yuh aye
everywhere i go i’m down to drill, ayee
everywhere i go i’m down to k!ll, yeah
i told that n*gga this is not a drill
that .40 on me tool, i keep a drill
you don’t want no problems over here
i told you i’ve been ballin since a kid
feel like jason kidd
in the day i’ve f*cked up, fell in love with a wh0re or some
push that start b*tton, aye
brand new car, i can’t wait to race it on they ass, huh
roll up og gas, i may just face it on they ass, yuh
your lil b*tch my favorite
music on her playlist
dye my hair like satan
f*ck n*gga i ain’t playing
gucci around my bag, keep my semi auto in that
pull up on them, “get clapped” , like a round of applause
they clap like a round of applause, circle full of hoes
round of applause, circle full of hoes
round of a broad, round of a broad

[chorus]
i miss ridin’ round town with my friends
.40 in the stash box, we ain’t come to start nun
cooler then the boys in the band
color in my dreadlocks, choker on me, headlock
good days, good days, reminisce the good days
close my eyes, i tell myself it’s okay
good days, good days, reminisce the good days
close my eyes, i tell myself it’s okay

- juice wrld lyrics

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