Why do I try? Yeah I'm just gonna sing it pretty raspy I think it might sound nice (Yeah yeah yeah uh yeah yeah yeah ah ay) Why do I try? To exist in this game you made for me? Caught stacked in your favor Then you pushed me to the edge I chased the dream that you sold me Running towards the thought of being happy I want my money long my hair nappy Put my family on no more stressing Tired of typing the words stress (man fuck) These days I find silence Traveling the places where my enemies don't know us yet Don't tell me when the sun is rising I don't want to know it Cause when the light come out I'm face to face with all my problems and I show it Shaking hands with my devil Before I go to sleep Put some liquor in the kettle Cause I like the way I drink When they ask what my problem, imma tell them everything When they ask me what's my problem imma tell them (Hope they see) These days My heart is much colder To wake up and I'm smoking putting liquor in my soul And smoking smoking smoking Trying to leave this shit quickly If I take it for myself at least I told myself to give it These days These days These days You can take me straight to hell I'm pretty sure that I would know it Yeah yeah yeah yeah Rain usually got me moody Now we wash away the sound when it hit me on my hoodie Seen the scene, happy kid live a happy dream so surreal Yeah just like a movie Ay yeah yeah yeah yeah The sun turn all days to good days when it shine (when it shine) But that's usually not the case Where I was born and raised Except when I rhyme, when I'm out of line The systems running on reserves which lefts me humming to the birds I got no returns slowly lowkey left with my concerns And I know I could sue all of my wounds But I've rather stay lost and cursed Die in a [?] Work myself up till it works on my nerves And I burst give you my worst mixing to fight, disperse Then all of the bridges are burnt all the lessons are learned And if we don't play on my turn I'll take what I've earned till I'm stacked Hit the road like Jack And never ever come back These days My heart is much colder To wake up and I'm smoking putting liquor in my soul And smoking smoking smoking Trying to leave this shit quickly If I take it for myself at least I told myself to give it These days These days These days You can take me straight to hell I'm pretty sure that I would know it These days These days These days These days