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Down Days Video (MV)




Performed By: Mike Wilson
Length: 1:57
Written by: Michael Wilson




Mike Wilson - Down Days Lyrics




Five late nights in a row, I been on go
Bags under my eyes til' the bag is secure
Mumbling raps, stomach grumbling at my lack
Should I buy big mac or mix tracks?

Or drop my stack on knick knacks?
Ain't no time to relax
I can't take your feedback
I became too dope and I won't reeelapse

Body full of liquor and forbidden fruit
Plenty niggas got it lemme get it too
Life make a nigga wanna stick and move
Life make a nigga wanna stick and move

You can't walk in their shoes
You ain't too broke to pay dues
Live or Die, what you gon' do?
Win or Lose, what you gon' choose

I don't need a niche, all I do is spit,I see counterfeit
Lemme count it up, better count me in,
Better round me up if you ever stick me on a list
Swimming up the river I am one of many fish

With the right hook, might breach the surface
Keep him out of reach of leech and serpents
Keep the kitty catastrophic, baby I deserve it
Keep him on a leash, big dog berserk wit it

I'm far from perfect and I falter quite often
I find this world sickening, but I do play a part in it by
YouTubing it then, WorldStarring it then
IG'ing it then, Retweeting it

Just, repeating, repeating, repeating it
I'm so f*cking numb to it I hardly feel the beat when it hits
Why the f*ck troll keep pulling out sticks
Take a lil PTO then start another shift

Thought I knew it all, but I didn't know shit
Had it all solved then it all got flipped
Car repoed, envelopes turned pink
The Universe laughed then hit me with a wink

Running into thots but I know I gotta think
About my lady and my future, with a baby and a poodle
Conversations with Beyoncé and JAY-Z over hookah
Am I destined or delusional?
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Five late nights in a row, I been on go
Bags under my eyes til' the bag is secure
Mumbling raps, stomach grumbling at my lack
Should I buy big mac or mix tracks?

Or drop my stack on knick knacks?
Ain't no time to relax
I can't take your feedback
I became too dope and I won't reeelapse

Body full of liquor and forbidden fruit
Plenty niggas got it lemme get it too
Life make a nigga wanna stick and move
Life make a nigga wanna stick and move

You can't walk in their shoes
You ain't too broke to pay dues
Live or Die, what you gon' do?
Win or Lose, what you gon' choose

I don't need a niche, all I do is spit,I see counterfeit
Lemme count it up, better count me in,
Better round me up if you ever stick me on a list
Swimming up the river I am one of many fish

With the right hook, might breach the surface
Keep him out of reach of leech and serpents
Keep the kitty catastrophic, baby I deserve it
Keep him on a leash, big dog berserk wit it

I'm far from perfect and I falter quite often
I find this world sickening, but I do play a part in it by
YouTubing it then, WorldStarring it then
IG'ing it then, Retweeting it

Just, repeating, repeating, repeating it
I'm so f*cking numb to it I hardly feel the beat when it hits
Why the f*ck troll keep pulling out sticks
Take a lil PTO then start another shift

Thought I knew it all, but I didn't know shit
Had it all solved then it all got flipped
Car repoed, envelopes turned pink
The Universe laughed then hit me with a wink

Running into thots but I know I gotta think
About my lady and my future, with a baby and a poodle
Conversations with Beyoncé and JAY-Z over hookah
Am I destined or delusional?
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Writer: Michael Wilson
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