These Days (feat. Silas) - Logic

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These days all I got is money on my mind
Late night walkin' down the street, it's never fine
When we hit the stu', they say: Your boy one of a kind
Maskin' my emotions, baby girl, say what you find

Yeah, boss up, boss up, boss up, boss up, like I'm 2 Chain
Kung-fu, kung-fu, breakin' records on my Wu-Tang
She just danced that Magic City, sippin' D'USSÉ
Industry like Russian roulette on a Tuesday (Wow)
Remember when we used to dream about crowds?
Now on my free time I'm movin' through clouds
Feedin' my fam and I'm holdin' it down
What is you losers gon' talk about now?
Say that I'm winnin'

Been prayin' since kiddie and times that I really just wouldn't go finish
I think of my actions and wonder 'bout passion
I'm livin' the realest, I think that I'll ghost
I'm movin' coast, you do the most
On the Gram, and yeah, we flow
Like I suppose, you boys a joke
Don't get too close, we keepin' notes
Have mercy on my soul, on my soul like
Hey, how does it feel when you walk in a place?
Bitch, it feel great (Great!)
How does it feel when you pushin' the wax?
Never be late (Late!)
They waited for checks, waited for Nikes
Waited for Lex, waited for Silas, waited for Post
They waited for this, I'm bringin' the hits, the fuck off my dick

Got a lot up on my mind
These days they don't fuck with you unless you press rewind
Switchin' up the 808, we bouncin' all the time
Racks inside my backpack, that's your girlfriend on my line
These days all I wanna do is press the line
These nights workin', and you know we 'bout to fly
Lately I been thinkin' 'bout you when you on my mind
Shawty, come and fuck with me, and I'ma make you mine (ayy)

These days all I got is money on my mind
Late night walkin' down the street, it's never fine
When we hit the stu', they say: Your boy one of a kind
Maskin' my emotions, baby girl, say what you find
These days all I got is money on my mind
Late night walkin' down the street, it's never fine
When we hit the stu', they say: Your boy one of a kind
Maskin' my emotions, baby girl, say what you find
What you find?

Tell me what you know about dreams
Tell me what you know about nightmares, nothin'
Know this life ain't always what it seems
No this life ain't always what it, what it, ayy

One time, two time, three time
Got a lotta money, but I got no me time
What I need?
Balance, balance, what's my balance?
25 million, need a new challenge
Up late night, met The Roots on Fallon
Everybody wonder why the boy stay wildin'
Never give a damn, no I never give a damn
I'm the man with the plan, yeah, you know who I am
Walk up in it and everybody know who I am
Now they wanna show love, now they wanna be fam
But I told you in the beginnin', I never give a damn
Money so tall, I'ma need a rubber band (ah!)
Too much to count, too much to count, too much to count

Tell God I'ma need another hand
Too much pussy in the world, goddamn
Baby girl, know I love you, but you need another man
Mind on my money and my money on my mind
Feelin' fine, one of a kind, been ill with the rhyme
Silas from the 'Burg, from the home of the Terrapins (woo!)
Boy blowin' up like a terrorist (goddamn!)
That don't mean that he gotta speak Arabic
World so PC, I'ma need a therapist
Mama! Ayy, look at me one mo' 'gain
On top of my game, yeah, that's word to my kin
On top of the game, yeah, that's word to my gan
If I had a opportunity, I'd do it all again
Comin' for the head, buckshot, I win
I don't play games, I star in 'em
That's word to Naughty Dog
That's word to Last of Us
Bobby Boy slow it down, rappin' too fast for us, I'ma keep goin'
I'm knowin, I'm passin' the torch to the boy, now go in!

Logic - These Days (feat. Silas)