Days In Cartagena Lyrics

Lately, I've been at it again, I've been by myself thinking again

Wondering if these niggas really love me or they hating again

Do they wanna see me lose or just around for my wins

I don't know lately, I've been thinking again

If a nigga gonna pop me with my friends, I don't know lately

But Imma keep it out safety

Grinding all day, man these niggas too lazy

I'm out of town connecting the dots

Shoot videos sticking to the plot

Might not look like it but I went through a lot

Really hurt my heart when the feds took the spot

We was grinding all day and all night long

Go to sleep, making songs, wake up, sell a zone

Never talk on the phones, that'll get you gone

Don't ask, I don't know when Quan coming home

Barely pop out, they don't know if it's me

Shades on, hoodie on, like I'm for the peep

From the four, but I fuck with JP from the three

Plant shopping with my bitch, after this get something to eat

After that, drop her off, need my mind and some peace

Roll a blunt, read a book, light a candle for the ease

Stay away from hating niggas, man this shit like a disease

Hope you got your passport, cause we're going overseas