BJ The Chicago Kid - These Days lyrics

(Intro) Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah.. Tell 'em bring a hundred mo' Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah.. Bottles and a hundred hoes Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah.. Anywhere you wanna go Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah.. Verse 1: (JBdaPilot) I step in the club and I promise you notice We taking shots for the fallen so bring some more bottles for all of my soldiers Purple heart is for the activists, these days I'm living hazardous Stashing burners in the couch, keeping money in the mattresses I went to school for my bachelors, graduated to the models and actresses I spend a rack to get that off the rack all this cash is for whoever catches it Come make it pop for ya boy, baby you know I'm the man I got a lot on my mind, like me you and all of your friends Bridge: These Days I'm on a roll, money never running out Tell 'em bring 100 more, bottles with the sparkles now I know it don't last forever, (I) wish I could slow it down (Let's) live for the moment baby (all) this money on the ground Hook - (BJ The Chicago Kid) I just got 100 ones tell 'em bring 100 mo' These days in the club 100 bottles and 100 hoes These days baby I can take you anywhere you wanna go And I know it's coming quick but just look how fast the money go These Days I'm everywhere the money goes You know I'm everywhere the money goes I just got 100 ones tell 'em bring 100 mo' And I know it's coming quick but just look how fast the money go Verse 2: (JBdaPilot) I walk out the club bet she leaving you lonely She want a boss and we ballin', (got it) I'm squaded with all of the homies (got it) They put in work on the avenue, I'm down to roll with my savages Y'all be flexing for the summer, we been stuntin' for a calendar I ain't got too much in common with rappers I only do foreigners no challengers I used to pray for the the rollie now I got the prezi these hoes in my cabinet Come make it pop for ya boy, baby you know I'm the man I got a lot on my mind, like how much I got in my hand Bridge: These days I'm on a ride, where you wanna go I'm down I ain't really for the talking, unless you say the right amount I'm feeling I'm way too faded, (But) let's get another round (And) you see me throwing this paper, (Why) they wanna hate on me now Hook - (BJ The Chicago Kid) I just got 100 ones tell 'em bring 100 mo' These days in the club 100 bottles and 100 hoes These days baby I can take you anywhere you wanna go And I know it's coming quick but just look how fast the money go These Days I'm everywhere the money goes You know I'm everywhere the money goes I just got 100 ones tell 'em bring 100 mo' And I know it's coming quick but just look how fast the money go