"60 Days" lyrics
Larry June & The Alchemist Lyrics
Uh
Man
Al what up?
Damn
Aye aye aye aye aye aye
I'm still standing on my word, I been grand scheming (Scheme)
Took a trip to the CHI, after I left Cleveland (Numbers)
Fresh game, touched down, played the four season
She made a thousand first night, I told her she can keep it (Keep going)
Two days in Napa Valley, I'm eating saganaki (Damn)
I'm riding dirty through the traffic, took the matte Ducati
I get impulsive, if I want it, then I go and cop it (Aye)
Did a two mill play and fled to a island
60 days
Aye aye aye aye aye aye
Ayeyeahh
60 days
60 days
Yeah, aye, aye
Ayeyeahh
A whole lot could change, my nigga, 60 days
60 days, 60 days, aye aye ayeyeahh
60 days, 60 days, ayeyeahh, ayeyeahh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
My leather coat was draggin' in the dirt
I got buff from baggaging the work (Got muscles now)
I'm at the table, I'm having a desert
Three piece suit with the napkin in the shirt (Uh)
I'm a big bowl of macaroni (Me)
Know how to spot and catch a phony and do the plaxico to myself before the matrimony (Shoot myself)
Stick shift Aston, I'm diggin' in my trick basket (Yeah)
Fixin' plays, cut up the pot and split the change
A lot of shit could happen in 60 days
Ayeyeahh
60 days
60 days
Yeah, aye, aye
Ayeyeahh
A whole lot could change, my nigga, 60 days
60 days, 60 days, aye aye ayeyeahh
60 days, 60 days, ayeyeahh, ayeyeahh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I drove the Porsche for no reason, I know it's rainy out
She fell in love real quick but we just hangin' out
I got all kind of shit, I rarely bring 'em out
He never did it like this, I took a different route (Aye aye aye aye)
I paint a picture like Martin Johnson (Martin Johnson)
Towels by my sink Turkish cotton, it's different, you wouldn't spot it (Uh)
I made it through when it got grimey (Grimey)
And found better ways to monetize it, whats' happenin'
60 days
Aye aye aye aye
Ayeyeahh
60 days
60 days
Yeah, aye, aye
Ayeyeahh
A whole lot could change, my nigga, 60 days
60 days, 60 days, aye aye ayeyeahh
60 days, 60 days, ayeyeahh, ayeyeahh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Man
Al what up?
Damn
Aye aye aye aye aye aye
I'm still standing on my word, I been grand scheming (Scheme)
Took a trip to the CHI, after I left Cleveland (Numbers)
Fresh game, touched down, played the four season
She made a thousand first night, I told her she can keep it (Keep going)
Two days in Napa Valley, I'm eating saganaki (Damn)
I'm riding dirty through the traffic, took the matte Ducati
I get impulsive, if I want it, then I go and cop it (Aye)
Did a two mill play and fled to a island
60 days
Aye aye aye aye aye aye
Ayeyeahh
60 days
60 days
Yeah, aye, aye
Ayeyeahh
A whole lot could change, my nigga, 60 days
60 days, 60 days, aye aye ayeyeahh
60 days, 60 days, ayeyeahh, ayeyeahh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
My leather coat was draggin' in the dirt
I got buff from baggaging the work (Got muscles now)
I'm at the table, I'm having a desert
Three piece suit with the napkin in the shirt (Uh)
I'm a big bowl of macaroni (Me)
Know how to spot and catch a phony and do the plaxico to myself before the matrimony (Shoot myself)
Stick shift Aston, I'm diggin' in my trick basket (Yeah)
Fixin' plays, cut up the pot and split the change
A lot of shit could happen in 60 days
Ayeyeahh
60 days
60 days
Yeah, aye, aye
Ayeyeahh
A whole lot could change, my nigga, 60 days
60 days, 60 days, aye aye ayeyeahh
60 days, 60 days, ayeyeahh, ayeyeahh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I drove the Porsche for no reason, I know it's rainy out
She fell in love real quick but we just hangin' out
I got all kind of shit, I rarely bring 'em out
He never did it like this, I took a different route (Aye aye aye aye)
I paint a picture like Martin Johnson (Martin Johnson)
Towels by my sink Turkish cotton, it's different, you wouldn't spot it (Uh)
I made it through when it got grimey (Grimey)
And found better ways to monetize it, whats' happenin'
60 days
Aye aye aye aye
Ayeyeahh
60 days
60 days
Yeah, aye, aye
Ayeyeahh
A whole lot could change, my nigga, 60 days
60 days, 60 days, aye aye ayeyeahh
60 days, 60 days, ayeyeahh, ayeyeahh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Writer(s): Alan Maman, Larry Eugene Hendricks
