Lyrics 500 Days Off - Jimi Tents

Pyro!
(Pyro)
Pyro!
(Pyro)
Pyro!

(Woo!)

Is it hot in or is it just me?

Yeah.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Bitch I'm back
Took 500 days off...
And pussy it paid off
Lost my mind
Came back
To erase y'all...
Muhfucka just fade.
Stand back
Like Ray Charles
Akon, Adolf
Known to keep
A lil stash on me
Lil flash on me
Ain't quite paparazzi
Fresh as bankroll
Keep a lil cash on me
Tryna get it legal
Making really fast money
U could run
Can't hide
If you do the dash on me
Don't trust no one
Can't put it past homies
Had mental breakdowns
Over living bad homie.
I ain't here to bore you
With my problems
Rather be on top
Cause it's just as lonely
At the bottom
When my agent stopped calling
I said fuck him.
I was starving
Took those sentiments
To Haarlem nigga
Imma eat regardless
I'm a VVS diamond in dirt
Away from flawless
And GQ spread away
From stardom
Bitch I'm gorgeous (Look)
I ain't into corporate games
Imma let my nuts hang
East New York made me
Kinda crazy how my luck changed (It did!)
Remember i would go to school
Hearing niggas choo & woo
Lacking on junction
Now ya head look like tomato soup (Bloody)
Dropped the ball, on my last album
Back with more effort
Ain't slowing down again
Nah dawg i know better
Things was looking bleak
Had the blues, but I'm mo' better
Flow on barretta
Still giving hoes the 4th letter (D)
Left the camp
Went solo due to complications
Fam for life
Them niggas all my brothers
Like my momma made em (What's good)
So please don't approach me
With the confrontation (Don't do it)
And If you had a doubt
There's the confirmation.
Shit... Then I fell into a deep depression (I did)
Feeling grief, resentment
Strife from being close enough
To see what I believe is destined (Damn)
But never meet the exit (Damn)
I gotta keep progressing (Yeah)
Til I defeat regression (Woah)
Used to blame writers block
But stopped cause it would
Block my blessings
Now I plot a lot
On blocks
In spots
Like lotto spots
I'm selling.
Hope
To broke and hopeless folk
That know there worth
And so & so
I've sowed so many seeds
Spoke prayers
For my enemies
The ones that
Want you gone
Just insecure
About their energy
And I know niggas mad
Joke and I laugh
Coaching that ass
Bubble on em
Like coke in a glass
Smoking the gas
Choke then I gasp
Shirt came from Raf
Float on em like
Waves i'm a raft
Throat me death
Throw me the neck
Don't need the sex
Only best
Yep that giraffe.

B-B-Bitch I'm back took 500 days off. (Days off)
And pussy it paid off.
B-B-Bitch I'm back took 500 days off.
500 days.
B-B-Bitch I'm back. (Back, back, back)
500 days.
B-B-Bitch I'm back. (Back, back, back)
500 days.
(Five.)

(Pyro!)

(Woo!)

500 days off (Yeah)
Don't quit ya day job (Yeah)