Days-End by TYLR C Lyrics

[intro]
Just waiting for the days-end
These buffs ain't like no ray bands

(Hook)
Just waiting for the days-end
These buffs ain't like no ray bands
Keep it tucked, like just in case I see a mad man
Yea imma fucking dead man (walking, walking, walking) [x2]
(Yea imma fucking deadman)
(Yea imma fucking deadman)

(Verse 1)
None they styles be original (oh, no)
It's been a while, yo shit still sounding so typical (typical)
No I ain't even miserable (miserable)
It's just these bitches they ain't fucking tolerable
I'm scraping up this residue (residue)
There ain't like nothing left to do (left to do)
Ain't nobody texting you (oh, no)
I'm walking in the devils shoes (devils shoes)
It's whatever these investors choose
My head be filled with all these metal screws
Why everybody envy me?
Imma make it by like any means (any means)
And then thery'll be an entry fee (entry fee)
Then i'll tell Liyah to marry me (oh, yea)
I met her before seventeen (seventeen)
She done filled like every piece of me
(Hook)
Just waiting for the days-end
These buffs ain't like no ray bands
Keep it tucked
Like just in case I see a mad man
Yea imma fucking dead man (walking, walking, walking) [x3]