Lyrics Days Go Bye - ScottyMay

Praying up to god
Hopefully I see tomorrow
When the day goes bye
With my bro's by my side
And my dreams on my mind
Hopefully I get to call you
When my day goes bye
Hustling to make it right

Praying up to god
Hopefully I see tomorrow
When the day goes bye
With my bro's by my side
And my dreams on my mind
Hopefully I get to call you
When my day goes bye
Hustling to make it right

So how can I fade the truth
Get caught in my head man
Feel like I'm dead
When I think about the shit we do
Call all my shots
Needing points on the board
How the boy get a clearer view
Double up my score like a 2 to the 4
Shoot shots like Kobe would do
But never mind if it miss over you fools
Tired of trynna explain this shit here
Problems thinking 99 plus
Im soldier
Guess god made it clear
Packing the tunes heavy for the ride
And seeing the pain linger through the smoke
Paying a heavy toll when I smile but
Make sure you know the difference from the joke
I got skeletons in my coat
Writing wrongs
Left and right and shit
Cough the truth inside the mic and shit
Confirmation that the flow is sicka
My nigga
I know some don't like the shit
Fuck the critics I put my faith in me
To take a chance in life is all I have
Pray to god he let me see my dreams
Fucking with me like

Praying up to god
Hopefully I see tomorrow
When the day goes bye
With my bro's by my side
And my dreams on my mind
Hopefully I get to call you
When my day goes bye
Hustling to make it right

Praying up to god
Hopefully I see tomorrow
When the day goes bye
With my bro's by my side
And my dreams on my mind
Hopefully I get to call you
When my day goes bye
Hustling to make it right

Count it up man
Take a look at this pain
Take a look at this chain
Can you handle the cost
Bottle my brain inside of the gain
It ain't even no thang on taking a lose
Most these days I be feeling away
Ended in a place, I ain't seen before
But I'm on a vibe just trynna live life
Through the things that I find in the music, yo

By the next time
You ain't feeling no climb
And yo bro nem tripping
And these hoes still picking
And ya boo ain't ride
And they set trip and one of ya dudes just died
Hope and then pray that the view do rise
Grew with some wings like I knew you'd fly
Don't waste time these days go bye, man
Hoping that ya fly
These days go bye