These Days Songtext

von Z-RO

These days seem like wherever i go
The fake taking over like real aint cool no more
And these days dont nobody dont show love
Instead of lending a helping hand they wanna see blood
And these days i know that god be so mad
Cause daughers disrespect mothers like sons do they dads
And these days i just dont know what to do im struggling just to make it through homie what about you

These Days It Seems Like The Definition of Real Done? Change
Like Today It's Cool To Drop Salt on Ya Partna's Name
It's Cool To Shake Ya Homie Hands but Then Go sex Dame
She Pregnant And Yo Homie Think It's His Thas a Damn Shame

She Pregnant And Yo Homie Think It's His Thas a Damn Shame.
She Pregnant And Yo Homie Think It's His Thas a Damn Shame.

Seem like today iz cool to be gay
Cause these women be havin mo women than Joseph McVey
And seems like none of my patnas aint patnas no mo
They all enemys
Actin like they down with me
I know they just pretend to be
Your mama done beat yo dad
You do just like your father so mama treat you bad
You feel like is something your parents wish they never had
Thats the reason you out all night and neva at the pad
Ready to whoop somebodys ass
But that aint tha solution
Then youll be like me and end up in an institution
Now i dont know you im just trying to make a contribution
Hopin you dont end up on death row looking at exacution
Lethal injection
Or eltric fusion
Or even worse somebody you disrespected comes and puts you in the dirt
I know if you cant get REady intension livin hurts
Just try to venge your frustration doin something that wont prepare you to ride in a hearse
Its easier said done
As soon as you solve a problem your facin another one
Deal with one player hater and here another one come
Serving the whole cake
But end up with nothing but crumbs
I know you feel like your done

But the devil is a lie trying make your think your done
But the devil is a lie trying make your think your done

But the devil is a lie trying make you think hes down wit you
And god want you to die
But tell me why he sent his son here to be crusified
On a cross with crown of thorns on his head and a spirit inside
He wont let him die
But it aint gon never change
Joseph that hard hit it gon end up in the flames
Worship idle gods like power and money mayn
I did it myself but relized that i had to change
Knowin my people gon do the same thang.

These days seem like wherever i go
The fake taking over like real aint cool no more
And these days dont nobody dont show love
Instead of lending a helping hand they wanna see blood
And these days i know that god be so mad
Cause daughers disrespect mothers like sons do they dads
And these days i just dont know what to do im struggling just to make it through homie what about you