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Long Days Video (MV)




Performed By: Deondre
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: Deondre Paul




Deondre - Long Days Lyrics
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Yeah
D.R.E on the beat
Bet you'd probably never thought you hear that one
I'm sorry for the wait a nigga had to get his bands up
You know slow money don't make no money
Tell the haters meet me at the bank
I might just fly past em doing like 190
You know 250 on the dash you know
I just hope you niggas can keep up I had to get my cheese up
So I could lay back and put my feet up
Had some long days in the trap house with some longer days
Tryna push the white
When I was tryna get my money up
But I could never get the digits right
Shit I been f*cked up for too long steady tryna live a better life
I had to go and take the whole pie cause they ain't wanna see me with a lil slice
They don't wanna see me in the game in foreign whips Steady switching chains
Speeding, dipping in and out of lanes iced out with the pinky rings
With so much shine can't nobody see dudes be getting blind tryna look at me
Bitches lose they sight when they look at me you can lose your life if you look at me
I just wanna live a better life I just wanna see a better day
I ask the lord to take a different route while niggas steady praying that I go the same
They don't wanna see me doing better or let alone see a different lane
They just wanna see me f*cked up still collecting bottles scraping pocket change
But I ain't tryna scrape no pocket change cause I was up nigga I was paid
Til I f*cked it up and had to start again and glad I got some help from a couple friends
When I was in the struggle I ain't have shit
Not a single dollar just a couple cents I was f*cked up tryna get rich
To put a quarter million on my daughter wrist
Yeah nigga that's some real shit ima real man not a real nig
I knew I was gone be the greatest ever since I was a lil kid
Had some long days in the trap house with some longer days tryna push the white
When I was tryna get my money up
But I could never get the digits right
Shit I been f*cked up for too long steady tryna live a better life
I had to go and take the whole pie cause they ain't wanna see me with a lil slice
They don't wanna see me in the game in foreign whips Steady switching chains
Speeding, dipping in and out of lanes iced out with the pinky rings
With so much shine can't nobody see dudes be getting blind tryna look at me
Bitches lose they sight when they look at me you can lose your life if you look at me
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Yeah
D.R.E on the beat
Bet you'd probably never thought you hear that one
I'm sorry for the wait a nigga had to get his bands up
You know slow money don't make no money
Tell the haters meet me at the bank
I might just fly past em doing like 190
You know 250 on the dash you know
I just hope you niggas can keep up I had to get my cheese up
So I could lay back and put my feet up
Had some long days in the trap house with some longer days
Tryna push the white
When I was tryna get my money up
But I could never get the digits right
Shit I been f*cked up for too long steady tryna live a better life
I had to go and take the whole pie cause they ain't wanna see me with a lil slice
They don't wanna see me in the game in foreign whips Steady switching chains
Speeding, dipping in and out of lanes iced out with the pinky rings
With so much shine can't nobody see dudes be getting blind tryna look at me
Bitches lose they sight when they look at me you can lose your life if you look at me
I just wanna live a better life I just wanna see a better day
I ask the lord to take a different route while niggas steady praying that I go the same
They don't wanna see me doing better or let alone see a different lane
They just wanna see me f*cked up still collecting bottles scraping pocket change
But I ain't tryna scrape no pocket change cause I was up nigga I was paid
Til I f*cked it up and had to start again and glad I got some help from a couple friends
When I was in the struggle I ain't have shit
Not a single dollar just a couple cents I was f*cked up tryna get rich
To put a quarter million on my daughter wrist
Yeah nigga that's some real shit ima real man not a real nig
I knew I was gone be the greatest ever since I was a lil kid
Had some long days in the trap house with some longer days tryna push the white
When I was tryna get my money up
But I could never get the digits right
Shit I been f*cked up for too long steady tryna live a better life
I had to go and take the whole pie cause they ain't wanna see me with a lil slice
They don't wanna see me in the game in foreign whips Steady switching chains
Speeding, dipping in and out of lanes iced out with the pinky rings
With so much shine can't nobody see dudes be getting blind tryna look at me
Bitches lose they sight when they look at me you can lose your life if you look at me
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Writer: Deondre Paul
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