Unreleased archive entry

Good Days

Juice WRLD · Produced by Nick Mira, Roy Major

Good Days lyrics

Intro Woahoh ayy Yeah shit so much at stake Its so much at stake Its so much at stake   Verse 1 Still gotta put a fuck nigga up in his place He aint know I kept it on my waist Fuck it had to up it anyway They dont know I keep one on my waist Fuckin had to up it anyway They aint know I keep it on my waist Fuck it had to up it anyway He be talkin crazy fuck it I would bust it any day On my mama on my granny on my gang I already know its Fuck that shit you claim Fuck that clique you claim I dont tolerate no disrespect Got his bitch she givin neck We be at these niggas neck And she do that for a Percocet She be poppin Percocets for real Everywhere I go Im down to drill And everywhere I go Im down to kill Yeah I told that nigga this is not a drill That 40 on me too I keep a drill You don want no problems over here I told you Ive been ballin since a kid Yeah feel like Jason Kidd Chorus I miss ridin round town with my friends 40 in the stash box we aint come to start nun Cooler than the boys in the band Color in my dreadlocks choker on me headlock Good days good days reminisce the good days Close my eyes I tell myself its okay Good days good days reminisce the good days Close my eyes I tell myself its okay   Verse 2 Now were all grown up we all came a long way from the start We all went the wrong way once or twice But we cant help that shit its life I miss my old friends member we was doin Xans Up in school the teachers said we would be in jail or dead Now I make way more money than them Hit up the plug spend they rent I bought a pint red HiTech I miss my mom I miss my friends I miss my house I miss my pet Laila fetch Mom come to LA Ill get you a jet Got off my ass and I got to a check Feelin sorry for the niggas who slept Yeah on me and my gang cause we runnin shit this year Fuck a phone Im gon hold them hundreds to my ears ayy Chorus I miss ridin round town with my friends 40 in the stash box we aint come to start nun Cooler than the boys in the band Color in my dreadlocks choker on me headlock Good days good days reminisce the good days Close my eyes I tell myself its okay Good days good days reminisce the good days Close my eyes I tell myself its okay