Juice WRLD — Good Days Full Studio Session

[Chorus] I miss ridin' round town with my friends .40 in the stash box, we ain't come to start none Cooler then 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 it's okay Good days, good days, reminisce the good days Close my eyes, I tell myself it's okay [Verse 1] Now we're all grown up We all came a long way from the start We all went the wrong way, once or twice We can't help that shit, it's life I miss my old friends, 'member we was doin' Xans Up in school, the teachers said we will 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 Hi-Tech I miss my mom, I miss my friends I miss my house, I miss my pet Laila, fetch, mom, come to LA, I'll 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, I'm gon' hold those hundreds to my ear [Chorus] I miss ridin' round town with my friends .40 in the stash box, we ain't come to start none Cooler then 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 it's okay Good days, good days, reminisce the good days Close my eyes, I tell myself it's okay [Verse 2] Cigarettes and Perc's make my best work Cigarettes and Perc's make my chest hurt Cigarettes and Perc's boost my net worth Rich nigga junkie, still could fuck your mommy Stepping in Givenchy, maybe Dior or some Thinking back to when my bed was on the floor or some Now I count dead presidents, me in the morgue all day I got the bat, I got the drip, I keep a torch always Remember they was looking at me sideways Now I'm getting the big bucks, ride around with the stick tucked Me want no problems, me want no mix-ups I just want dollars, me want to get richer Fifty bands in all cash, they just tried to block my Visa If I see a young nigga richer than me, I wouldn't like me either I keep it on me, got me walking like an old geezer If he want to fight, bet I'll beat him to a seizure If he wants to die, I bet Satan wanna meet him Mask on my face with Revenge on my t-shirt ( Mask on my face with Revenge on my t-shirt) [Chorus] I miss ridin' round town with my friends .40 in the stash box, we ain't come to start none Cooler then 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 it's okay Good days, good days, reminisce the good days Close my eyes, I tell myself it's okay [Verse 3] There's so much at stake There's so much at stake Still gotta put a fuck nigga up in his place He ain't know I kept it on my waist Fuck it went and up’d it anyway They ain’t know I keep one on my waist Fuck it had to up it anyway They ain't know I keep it on my waist Fuck it had to up it anyway If he talking crazy, fuck it, I will bust it any day It’s on my momma, on my granny, on my gang I already know it's fuck that shit you claim Fuck that click you claim, yeah I don’t tolerate no disrespect, huh We be at these niggas necks, yuh ayy Got his bitch she’s giving neck, yuh ayy And she do that for a Percocet, yuh ayy She popping Percocets for real, yuh ayy Everywhere I go I’m down to drill And everywhere I go I'm down to kill, yeah I told that nigga this is not a drill That .40 on me tool, I keep a drill You don’t want no problems over here I told you I've been ballin' since a kid Feel like Jason Kidd [Verse 4] In the day I've fucked up, fell in love with a whore or some, yeah yeah yeah Push that start button, aye Brand new car, I can’t wait to race it on they ass, huh Roll up OG gas, I may just face it on they ass, huh Your lil' bitch my favorite Music on her playlist, huh Dye my hair like Satan, huh Fuck nigga I ain’t playin', huh Gucci around my bag, keep my semi auto in that, yeah Pull up on them, get clapped, Like a round of applause They clap like a round of applause, circle full of hoes, huh Round of applause, circle full of hoes, huh Round of a broad, huh yeah Wonderful broad (Yeah) [Chorus] I miss ridin' round town with my friends .40 in the stash box, we ain't come to start none Cooler then 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 it's okay Good days, good days, reminisce the good days Close my eyes, I tell myself it's okay [Outro] I finna smoke again