Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song NO OFF DAYS, artist - Audio Push. Album song Cloud 909, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.02.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Good Vibe Tribe
Song language: English
NO OFF DAYS |
Pour my cup |
Roll my weed |
Police come |
She gon' lie for me |
Your ex bitch |
She like your ex |
I remember cold nights in them hard days |
Fakes couldn’t get right, had to part ways |
All gas, no brakes, 'til we all straight |
Grind it out the hard way, 'til we all straight |
Free my dawg gave him all day |
No off days, no off days |
All gas, no brakes, 'til we all straight |
Grind it out the hard way |
To 10 east, swervin', I’m smashin' like it’s urgent |
They just gave pops thirty, I can’t front, this shit hurt me |
She rollin' up back to back, relay race through the pack |
I’m Diddy in my mind, just need the bank statements to match |
Need a vacation, in fact, ain’t no erasin' my past |
Johnny was tapping the Jack, still we was makin' it crack |
She losin' sleep lately, I been in the streets crazy |
Told her the streets raised me, young C.R.E.A.M. |
and weed babies |
But I know she love me still, made it from budget mills to GVT on the tee, |
me for the jeans |
Run it up with your team and stay solid, I’ll show you how |
My granny and cousin both lookin' down, and I know they proud, uh |
Yeah, avoiding crowds, I’m that blow the route, yeah |
And blowin' clouds I know it’s loud, I’m showin' out |
Less of that corner shit, more of this black ownership |
4th of July when I show my wrist, I ain’t known to quit, you dig? |
I remember cold nights in them hard days |
Fakes couldn’t get right, had to part ways |
All gas, no brakes, 'til we all straight |
Grind it out the hard way, 'til we all straight |
Free my dawg gave him all day |
No off days, no off days |
All gas, no brakes, 'til we all straight |
Grind it out the hard way |
Say a 9 to 5 pay your bills, dreams make you rich |
I took that advice and it ain’t been the same since |
Seen the world a couple times, my homies did the same shit |
You keep workin' on your game, eventually you can’t miss |
See I been givin' rare energy that can’t switch |
Even when you scared and you talk shit about me, I take risk |
When you take a risk sometimes you fall, but you get up |
And they don’t speak but they respect it, 'cause you goin' big as fuck |
See life’s a game of SKATE I guess and not a game of luck |
I just sent her the address and she about to pull up |
I just need a vibe, I just… get on here, say everything that’s inside |
Take a ride with the man on a mission, the plan in position |
Tryna tell ya, but we argue on the phone and you trippin' |
Make the money then you flip it, let it land, then you flip it |
everything but we learned to get it |
It’s written that the much is given much is tested, so pass |
And make sure your soul is just as straight as you math |
And if you see it let nobody take you of your path |
Now we just sit back and record, roll the weed and laugh |
'Cause we all love |
I remember cold nights in them hard days |
Fakes couldn’t get right, had to part ways |
All gas, no brakes, 'til we all straight |
Grind it out the hard way, 'til we all straight |
Free my dawg gave him all day |
No off days, no off days |
All gas, no brakes, 'til we all straight |
Grind it out the hard way |
She gon' pour my cup |
She gon' roll my weed |
When the police come |
She gon' lie for me |
She like «your ex bitch not as fine as me» |
She like «your ex bitch not as fly as me» |
She gon' pour my cup |
She gon' roll my weed |
When the police come |
She gon' lie for me |
She like «your ex bitch not as fine as me» |
She like «your ex bitch not as fly as me» |
*cough* Oh my… babe this is… strong! |
*cough* |
I told you man, that’s what happens when you smoking with the big dogs |
No, we gotta pull over! |
I’m getting cottonmouth! |
Can we get something to drink? |