3 Kube - Days Of Our Lives (D.O.L.) lyrics

Produced by 3 Kube [Verse 1] I swear this game has got me mortified, this hating is unnecessary And all my adversaries future's looking very scary I hear they talk of Jerry anytime they drink at Jerry's They wanna see the young n***a getting buried very early Ghana Boy swag, waddup to my baby Felly Your face on telly, It just look like you will make it early Interviews in A.C's, You see the shordy's on her Ballotelli It's like we tired of the streets, a lotta rappers swear they name's Pirelli Success is coming, Venn aqui, just ask my n***a Sedudzi Relaxing on them records, all these rappers lack the pedigree Now shordies see me and go like Jay, Baby girl just lemme be I feel like, technically these metaphors just finna wreck the beat We're the last of a dying breed (We're the last of a dying breed) And I'm just feeling I should k** it on these verses proper And since they never admit that you was great until you die or leave I'm just trynna stay on top of that pecking order I be talking to the public, watch me clock it like a puppet My team be pulling strings, you've seen we pop it like it's nothing Just name your favorite rapper, prolly fix me a collabo Swear these lyrics Jerry spitting'll be the topic of discussion ‘Bout to release the mixtape, been working on the promo The name is ringing bells, ringing bells, Quasimodo My delivery's mercury, The attitude is Pluto With they way we finna hustle, getting everything in plural It's still God over every thing, family then music Lord knows I never found these music schemes amusing Shout outs all these lyricists craving for a few tips See, these similes be too on-point, My metaphors is toothpicks Word, we started from the bottom, baby rags on to riches Giving slaps to these snitches coming back for their stitches Advancing my ambition, it's clear this rapper's on a mission For this vision Jah has given got us pa**ing on tradition All these crazy allegations, they just preying on my flaws A lotta liars out there love to hate me on default Or maybe it's this business, peep they way the game's evolved Tears be flowing like a river and even rivers got a source And every trigger fire shots, they will die to see me buried Tape they voices on recorders yet they swear they never said it The gal I wanna marry, in some minutes is getting wedded And no matter who I tell to, these rumors keeping on spreading Like Fricky only f** ‘em , that's the way you pay him back These haters racist artistes, with the way they paint me black If all your verses sermons, your congregation taking naps I'm more than focused on the flow, I brought the navy on the track We bring the 80's back, these lyrics coming from the dead See how we lock it till they dread it, be afraid of what you fear bu*terflies up in your tummy, Are your women as sincere? When the shordies that we love to d**h, now really wants us dead You gotta hate this b**h for real, pure frustation's how she feels Now the shordy got some dealer who she pays to have it sealed And suddenly you perished, know her lover was the sheriff When the people that we cherish are the ones that got us k**ed Yet they never show remorse, no emotions crackin' up Been cool with lotta stations, and every Dj acting up They never gave me promo, a n***a drowning in his sorrows Got me looking at the waitress like 'just pour another cup' I get no loving in my city, oh yea they never show me pity The reception is really iffy, its like my 'net works pretty silly Been dreading that occa**ion, when Nel magnum's on vacation Out with C Real on location , like damn, that n***a busy Who said my awesomeness is awkward? jus' point the f**in' culprit These verses keep on poppin', It's like I said it from the pulpit Keep tweeting sh** about the boy, I swear I'm never coughing I just know a lotta n***as who let they muscles do the talkin (yes lord)