Tommy Versetti - Nowadays (feat. Tyme) Lyrics

Now and days now and days
Now and days now and days
Nowadays I just kick it with my niggaz
Get me some money I'm a money getting nigga
I'm such a gangster I can't leave without the pistol
Bitch I'm so dope just like a dealer
Nowadays she wanna blow me like a whistle
But I can't let her if her friend ain't coming with her
Can't be in love I just f*ck with her just a little
That nigga real but bitch I'm realer
Now and Days I be getting high
To get me thru hard times
Then it's right back to the money
Cuz I'm a money getting nigga
Pussy nigga looking at me with the side eye
Cuz I'm in that new foreign thing with the wide eye
Got a new chop bitch came off of sci fi
Colors in my cup mixed up like a tye dye
Say you know the plug no connection for the wi fi
Forgiatoes rims turn slow when I drive by
On a private jet no wheels umma die fly
Watch the paint job get that's a mai tai
In the 45 going 10 on that zi zi
Doors on the whip waving at a nigga bye bye
Pussy bap but the head on her fye fye
Pak strong like spinach that's popeye
Black gold been a prince like I'm Cyhi
Motor poking through the hood when I slide by
Got the top open it's a one o'clock ride out
Got the trunk beating everybody getting live out
Ran with gorillas like give me my stripes
If yeen getting money yeen really my type
Might stroll through the city pop wheelie my bike
Keep seeing blue faces I was telling my psyche
Like me or not that ain't really my fight
Muddy ass cup still sipping that sprite
Keltec on the waist since you living that life
Money counter jammed up again that's twice
Nowadays I just kick it with my niggaz
Get me some money I'm a money getting nigga
I'm such a gangster I can't leave without the pistol
Bitch I'm so dope just like a dealer
Nowadays she wanna blow me like a whistle
But I can't let her if her friend ain't coming with her
Can't be in love I just f*ck with her just a little
That nigga real but bitch I'm realer
Now and Days I be getting high
To get me thru hard times
Then it's right back to the money
Cuz I'm a money getting nigga
Break it down for me don't stop
Put ya hands on me no cop
Chains on panties got her pussy on lock
Reverse cowgirl rather get up on top
Got a whole lot of sauce on me give me that mop
Money dance bitch I'm from a city that bop
No stock catch a body then get rid of that chop
In a Bentley no top I ain't friendly that's opps
Very Slighted my diamonds it ain't a thing
Might pull up in a whip on them Dana Danes
Getting top and I'm swerving from lane to lane
Use my alias with them I'm changing names
Trap be sweeter than carols and candy canes
Treat my name like a bell and I let it ring
Drop that dope in that pot this that Eddie Kane
Tinted Windows they darker than Teddy Pain
Sailboat on that water I'm on a wave
Whipping up that white girl this that Sonya Blade
In the mirror she act like she on the stage
Thick and red when I f*ck her I'm in a rage
Staring at me I feel like I'm in daze
Moving slow drop a 4 in a minute maid
Niggaz late come and catch up they been amazed
Watch me shine like the sun to get rid of shade
Nowadays I just kick it with my niggaz
Get me some money I'm a money getting nigga
I'm such a gangster I can't leave without the pistol
Bitch I'm so dope just like a dealer
Nowadays she wanna blow me like a whistle
But I can't let her if her friend ain't coming with her
Can't be in love I just f*ck with her just a little
That nigga real but bitch I'm realer
Now and Days I be getting high
To get me thru hard times
Then it's right back to the money
Cuz I'm a money getting nigga