Tonalité : F minor
Intro 1
C
Bsus4
B
C
B
Bsus4
B
Verse 1
B
C
Days like this (yeah)
B
Man, I gotta vent (yeah)
I don't have no friends (yeah)
C
Guess that depends on the mood that I'm in,
Bsus4
How'd she cop the whip,
B
but she can't her pay rent?
C
That don't make sense
B
You not makin' sense
Common sense, common sense
C
That don't make sense
B
You not makin' sense
Common sense, common sense
C
Know you see me trippin' when
Verse 2
C
B
I'm ridin'
I keep it lowkey, gotta hide it
C
B
VVS's on her neck, so she shinin'
She don't want power,
she want love man
C
Mmm, nah, yeah
Bsus4
B
But I gotta be real about it,
C
mmm, nah
B
Don't know how I feel,
so I blame it on the, on the
C
Days like this
Verse 3
(yeah)
B
Man, I gotta vent (yeah)
I don't have no friends (yeah)
C
Guess that depends on the mood that I'm in,
Bsus4
B
yeah
How'd she cop the whip,
but she can't her pay rent?
C
That don't make sense,
B
you not makin' sense
Bsus4
B
Common sense, common sense
C
That don't make sense,
B
you not makin' sense
Common sense, common sense
Verse 4
B
Yeah, a lotta streets hit back in '06
Turned thirteen, hit my first lick
Ridin' round the city
with the stolen whips
Fought niggas before I had a first kiss
Sent a lotta niggas in the hearse,
In the dirt, put it work
Now they dead in my head (yeah), never
scared (jeeze) but prepared (mh)
C
No lie, I ride, I die, for mine
B
You slide, I slide, he cries,
he cries (alright)
C
My niggas never switch up,
keep that 'yic up on my side
B
And she like me 'cause she know that
ghetto bachelor keep her tight
Hands tied, and she know I bite
Hit it from the side, ride it right
Hands up on your thighs,
B
C
B
got you 'till the light, we takin' flight
Wear your pair of heels,
you don't like it chill
Keep it real, you like better
B
when I hit it with this hill
C
Knock it out, so baby knock it off
B
You know I'm a dog, with my paws
Bsus4
B
And I lick you jaws,
get you out them drawers
C
Have a ball, I'ma do it all
Next day you 'gon crawl
B
Call my phone, have your pretty ass
never leave me 'lone (ah)
C
Days like this
Verse 5
(yeah)
B
Man, I gotta vent (yeah)
I don't have no friends (yeah)
C
Guess that depends on the mood that I'm in,
B
Bsus4
B
yeah
How'd she cop the whip,
but she can't her pay rent?
C
That don't make sense
B
You not makin' sense
Common sense, common sense
C
That don't make sense
B
You not makin' sense
Common sense,
Outro 1
common sense
B
C
B
Bsus4
B
C
B
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