This is a song about "Days and mounth s"

In the first days, shy and nervous

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Drinkin' 40's, whippin' shit, and talkin' shit, their overtones,

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

24's on that escalade and ya' chick in the back, gettin' laid,

Locked in my cellar and i binge for days

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

And 808's and synths, riffs, and guitars, hard, for sure

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared

And this was where my best and my worst days were held

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

And howie days that obtain only mainstream