Channel: GoldLinkVEVO

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Description: GoldLink - 'Diaspora' out now: smarturl.it/Diaspora Lyrics: [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 Follow GoldLink: goldlink.info twitter.com/goldlink facebook.com/goldlink instagram.com/goldlink Sign Up: smarturl.it/GoldLinkSignUp #GoldLink #Diaspora #HipHop