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conversations.value: Write me a song called These Days with the following description: “These Days” is the second single from Maryland rapper Silas since signing with Logic’s record label, BobbyBoy Records on June 26, 2019.
  Fans were teased with this track at the end of a vlog by Logic, posted the same day Silas was signed. Logic then asked for fans to get Silas up to 150,000 followers on Instagram in exchange for a song, which turned out to be this track. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Chorus: Silas]
  These days all I got is money on my mind
  Late night walkin' down the street, it's never fine
  When we hit the stu', they say, "Your boy one of a kind"
  Maskin' my emotions, baby girl, say what you find
  [Verse 1: Silas]
  Yeah, boss up, boss up, boss up, boss up, like I'm 2 Chain
  Come through kung-fu, breakin' records on my Wu-Tang
  She just danced that Magic City, sippin' D'USSÉ
  Industry like Russian roulette on a Tuesday (Wow)
  Remember when we used to dream about crowds?
  Now on my free time I'm movin' through clouds
  Feedin' my fam and I'm holdin' it down
  What is you losers gon' talk about now?
  Say that I'm winnin'
  Been prayin' since kiddie and times that I really just wouldn't go finish
  I think of my actions and wonder 'bout passion
  I'm livin' the realest, I think that I'll ghost
  I'm movin' coast, you do the most
  On the Gram, and yeah, we flow
  Like I suppose, you boys a joke
  Don't get too close, we keepin' notes
  Have mercy on my soul, on my soul like
  Hey, how does it feel when you walk in a place?
  Bitch, it feel great (Great!)
  How does it feel when you pushin' the wax?
  Never be late (Late!)
  They waited for checks, waited for Nikes
  Waited for less, waited for Silas, waited for Post
  They waited for this, I'm bringin' the hits, the fuck off my dick [Chorus: Silas]
  These days all I got is money on my mind
  Late night walkin' down the street, it's never fine
  When we hit the stu', they say, "Your boy one of a kind"
  Maskin' my emotions, baby girl, say what you find
  What you find?
  [Verse 2: Silas]
  Got a lot up on my mind
  These days they don't fuck with you unless you press rewind
  Switchin' up the 808, we bouncin' all the time
  Racks inside my backpack, that's your girlfriend on my line
  These days all I wanna do is press the line
  These nights workin', and you know we 'bout to fly
  Lately I been thinkin' 'bout you when you on my mind
  Shawty, come and fuck with me, and I'ma make you mine (Ayy)
  [Chorus: Silas]
  These days all I got is money on my mind
  Late night walkin' down the street, it's never fine
  When we hit the stu', they say, "Your boy one of a kind"
  Maskin' my emotions, baby girl, say what you find
  These days all I got is money on my mind
  Late night walkin' down the street, it's never fine
  When we hit the stu', they say, "Your boy one of a kind"
  Maskin' my emotions, baby girl, say what you find
  What you find? [Bridge: Logic]
  Tell me what you know about dreams (About dreams)
  Tell me what you know about nightmares, nothin'
  Know this life ain't always what it seems
  No this life ain't always what it, what it, ayy
  [Verse 3: Logic]
  One time, two time, three time
  Got a lotta money, but I got no me time
  What I need? Balance, balance, what's my balance?
  25 million, need a new challenge
  Up late night, met The Roots on Fallon
  Everybody wonder why the boy stay wildin'
  Never give a damn, no I never give a damn
  I'm the man with the plan, yeah, you know who I am
  Walk up in it and everybody know who I am
  Now they wanna show love, now they wanna be fam
  But I told you in the beginnin', I never give a damn
  Money so tall, I'ma need a rubber band (Ah!)
  Too much to count, too much to count, too much to count
  Tell God I'ma need another hand
  Too much pussy in the world, goddamn
  Baby girl, know I love you, but you need another man
  Mind on my money and my money on my mind
  Feelin' fine, one of a kind, been ill with the rhyme
  Silas from the 'Burg, from the home of the Terrapins (Woo!)
  Boy blowin' up like a terrorist (Goddamn!)
  That don't mean that he gotta speak Arabic
  World so PC, I'ma need a therapist
  Mama! Ayy, look at me one mo' 'gain
  On top of my game, yeah, that's word to my kin
  On top of the game, yeah, that's word to my gan
  If I had a opportunity, I'd do it all again
  Comin' for the head, buckshot, I win
  I don't play games, I star in 'em, that's word to Naughty Dog
  That's word to Last of Us
  , Bobby Boy slow it down, rappin' too fast for us
  I'ma keep goin', I'm knowin, I'm passin' the torch to the boy, now go in [Chorus: Silas]
  These days all I got is money on my mind
  Late night walkin' down the street, it's never fine
  When we hit the stu', they say, "Your boy one of a kind"
  Maskin' my emotions, baby girl, say what you find
  What you find?