Good Days by BOTW Hough Lyrics

Verse:
God took his time when he made you
You sit up here and think a nigga never can replace you
I ain’t really tryna love but girl I’m tryna taste you
What’s ya mama number I wanna tell her her I’m thankful
For bringing you on this earth
I’m sorry for all this hurt
You was tryna stay but you had to get up for work
Late nights in the dark you telling me it’s been worse
You can have my time or you can have a new purse
Whatever work

2x Chorus:
The good days
Everybody come around when you getting paid
And I showed you that I’m down in a big way
I see you telling all yo friends that you needing space
Gotta get away

Verse:
I fell off and everybody change on me
And I can’t trust these hoes putting pain me
And I can’t trust these niggas putting blame me
But I love this shit it’s putting fame on me
Bitches running game on me so I had to go a different route
Bitches see me up and all of sudden wanna kick it now
You gotta pay a ticket now
Just for you to stick around
Cuz I’m calling shots
Balling with a different rock
And I did some shit that hurt me down to my soul
I kissed a snack in the mouth and my heart turned cold
And I could of cut her off but now we on the right track
I couple times I have love and ain’t get none back
2x Chorus