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o.e. - bad days lyrics

[intro: oe]
yeah
okay
okay
bounce
bounce
bounce
okay
oe
bdt

[hook: oe]
riding down the highway in the motherf+cking fast lane
waiting for the chance to say the motherf+cking cash came
i was having bad days, but goddammit, that’s changed
making sure that when i die they remember my last name
out late with my homies, laughing all the way through back bay
waiting in the station, pacing, tryna catch the last train
i was having bad days, but goddammit, that’s changed
making sure that when i die they remember my last name

[verse 1: oe]
all up in this rap game, hotter than a gas flame
i been getting stressed cos i can’t do anything halfway
hungry for succеss but what would you do if you had fame?
flying high the next sеcond hitting earth like a crashed plane
feeling like my dad cos i been carrying this back pain
knapsack full of past shame, showing up to class drained
burned out like an ashtray, don’t know how to act sane
why the f+ck should i care what somebody on an app’s sayin’
still i gaze into this glass pane
about to crack, smash it in its frame
ask the face looking back his name
tryna ascertain if he wack or lame
i’m done acting tame
acclimating to my aspirations
and my asthma making me gasp, i’m waiting
for this sh+t to pass but i’m lacking patience
it’s fascinating
how i’m back to chasing this validation
re+calibrating, then calculating
your favorite rapper’s assasination
on my zero dark thirty, no jess chastain
clean the plate like cascade
tryna be the greatest, cassius clay
in mass masked up like masquerade on a sat+rday, i’m back again
[hook: oe]
riding down the highway in the motherf+cking fast lane
waiting for the chance to say the motherf+cking cash came
i was having bad days, but goddammit, that’s changed
making sure that when i die they remember my last name
out late with my homies, laughing all the way through back bay
waiting in the station, pacing, tryna catch the last train
i was having bad days, but goddammit, that’s changed
making sure that when i die they remember my last name

[verse 2: billy dean thomas]
mayday mayday mayday
i been waiting on my pay day
working hard like it’s the slave days
people can’t tell me bout bad days
i spent the year recovering from crashing
checking myself the only way i’m cashing
bet on myself and i don’t do the brag
don’t leave my crib unless it bring a bag in
questioning everything no1s asking
this sh+t is taxing
money attraction
need bigger figures cuz i’m done with fractions
if you don’t get picture i’ll give you captions
(pay attention)
rappers i head crack em
murder the beat stack em
body and feet spasms
tryna compete
with billy dean
you’ll be average
imitation flattery
screen grabbing
that is a knee slapper
when i get hype they curb my enthusiasm
sh+t is not a joke or a sarcasm
larry david and i aim for plasmas
and platinum plaques
and yenom backwards
i stretch out flows like a chiropractor
i travel round the world i’m a black packer
soon as i touch down give me green bay packers
building self esteem don’t need a tractor
turn words to a stream call the pastor
gaster
god
it’s a rapture
can’t catch up
main squeeze no bachelor
good day is old bay and cheese grits
and i don’t need a big thing on my wrist
i’m tryna reach the sky like its quidditch
some days i’m down but nah i won’t quit!
dean!
[verse 3: oe]
okay
oe and billy dean on a track is all you could’ve asked for
2019 came on the scene, f+cked sh+t up, now we back for more
and i’m apt to tour
get a couple more stamps in my passport
i score off the backboard as a last resort
this rap mature
not after core fans of macklemore
i am the coldest and you can see why, ay
this some sh+t you cannot buy, ay
when i rap i do not lie, ay
please stay the f+ck out of my way
boy i never had a mysp+ce
these days i’m not sure i like ye
but imma touch the sky before i die, play
with my name, then we don’t vibrate
i make
pupils dilate when i switch the flow
lotta folks telling me they see the glow
but it don’t mean sh+t if you do not show
to the shows and you know that i’m comin for some motherf+ckin necks
if you do not like me boy i do not give a f+ck about it, but if nothing else you gonna show me some respect
none of y’all are really ready for what’s comin next
if you stepping to me then you better come correct
wrote a book, left a semester early, there’s no questioning my intellect
and when i drop my next project, it’s gonna be on some epic sh+t, word to brecht
still tryna find the best way to make all my interests intersect
and if you sent a text and i haven’t replied yet, give me a sec, cos i’m
[hook: oe]
riding down the highway in the motherf+cking fast lane
waiting for the chance to say the motherf+cking cash came
i was having bad days, but goddammit, that’s changed
making sure that when i die they remember my last name
out late with my homies, laughing all the way through back bay
waiting in the station, pacing, tryna catch the last train
i was having bad days, but goddammit, that’s changed
making sure that when i die they remember my last name

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