Released: June 12, 2019
Featuring: Khalid
Songwriter: Khalid GoldLink Teo Halm Michael Uzowuru
Producer: Teo Halm Michael Uzowuru
[Chorus: Khalid & GoldLink]
Days like this (Yeah)
Man, I gotta vent (Yeah)
I don't have no friends (Yeah)
Guess that depends on the mood that I’m in, yeah
Heard you copped the whip, but you can't pay your rent
That don't make sense, you not makin’ sense
Common sense, common sense
That don't make sense, you not makin' sense
Common sense, common sense
[Verse 1: Khalid]
Know you see me trippin' when I'm ridin'
I keep it lowkey, gotta hide it
VVS' on her necklace so she shinin'
She don’t want power, she want diamonds
Mmm, nah, yeah
But I gotta be real about it, mmm, nah
Don’t know how I feel, so I blame it on you
[Chorus: Khalid & GoldLink]
Days like this (Yeah)
Man, I gotta vent (Yeah)
I don't have no friends (Yeah)
Guess that depends on the mood that I’m in, yeah
Heard you copped the whip, but you can't pay your rent
That don't make sense, you not makin' sense
Common sense, common sense
That don’t make sense, you not makin' sense
Common sense, common sense
[Verse 2: GoldLink]
Yeah, a lotta street shit back in '06
Turned 13, had my first stick
Ride around the city with the stolen whips
Fought niggas 'fore I had a first kiss
Sent a lotta niggas in the hearse
In the dirt, put it work
Now they dead, in my head
Never scared but prepared
No lie, I ride, I die, for mine
You slide, I slide, he cries, he cries
My niggas never switch up, keep that hiccup on my side
And she like me 'cause she know that ghetto backstroke keep her tired
Hands tied, and she know I bite, hit it from the side
Ride it right, hands up on your thighs, guide you to the light
We takin' flight, wear your pair of heels, you don't like it chill
Keep it real, you like better when I hit it with this hill
Knock it out, so baby knock it off
You know I'm a dog, with my paws
And I lick you jaws, get you out them drawers
Have a ball, I'ma do it all, next day you 'gon crawl
Call my phone, have your pretty ass never leave me 'lone
[Chorus: Khalid & GoldLink]
Days like this (Yeah)
Man, I gotta vent (Yeah)
I don't have no friends (Yeah)
Guess that depends on the mood that I'm in, yeah
Heard you copped the whip, but you can't pay your rent
That don't make sense, you not makin' sense
Common sense, common sense
That don't make sense, you not makin' sense
Common sense, common sense
Days like this (Yeah)
Man, I gotta vent (Yeah)
I don't have no friends (Yeah)
Guess that depends on the mood that I’m in, yeah
Heard you copped the whip, but you can't pay your rent
That don't make sense, you not makin’ sense
Common sense, common sense
That don't make sense, you not makin' sense
Common sense, common sense
[Verse 1: Khalid]
Know you see me trippin' when I'm ridin'
I keep it lowkey, gotta hide it
VVS' on her necklace so she shinin'
She don’t want power, she want diamonds
Mmm, nah, yeah
But I gotta be real about it, mmm, nah
Don’t know how I feel, so I blame it on you
[Chorus: Khalid & GoldLink]
Days like this (Yeah)
Man, I gotta vent (Yeah)
I don't have no friends (Yeah)
Guess that depends on the mood that I’m in, yeah
Heard you copped the whip, but you can't pay your rent
That don't make sense, you not makin' sense
Common sense, common sense
That don’t make sense, you not makin' sense
Common sense, common sense
[Verse 2: GoldLink]
Yeah, a lotta street shit back in '06
Turned 13, had my first stick
Ride around the city with the stolen whips
Fought niggas 'fore I had a first kiss
Sent a lotta niggas in the hearse
In the dirt, put it work
Now they dead, in my head
Never scared but prepared
No lie, I ride, I die, for mine
You slide, I slide, he cries, he cries
My niggas never switch up, keep that hiccup on my side
And she like me 'cause she know that ghetto backstroke keep her tired
Hands tied, and she know I bite, hit it from the side
Ride it right, hands up on your thighs, guide you to the light
We takin' flight, wear your pair of heels, you don't like it chill
Keep it real, you like better when I hit it with this hill
Knock it out, so baby knock it off
You know I'm a dog, with my paws
And I lick you jaws, get you out them drawers
Have a ball, I'ma do it all, next day you 'gon crawl
Call my phone, have your pretty ass never leave me 'lone
[Chorus: Khalid & GoldLink]
Days like this (Yeah)
Man, I gotta vent (Yeah)
I don't have no friends (Yeah)
Guess that depends on the mood that I'm in, yeah
Heard you copped the whip, but you can't pay your rent
That don't make sense, you not makin' sense
Common sense, common sense
That don't make sense, you not makin' sense
Common sense, common sense