Do Better

I put my trust in a bitch when I knew better.
Hit that lick when I knew better.
Fucked with them niggas when I knew better.
Family telling me to do better.
Ima do better. (
Ima do better)

Fucked around with them niggas when I ain't have to.
Momma told me be cool them niggas bad news.
Put my trust in a bitch and she fagged to.
Commissary every week and she ain't bring the bag through.
I'm back now.
Most of these niggas got ho tendencies.
She say she love me but you know just how these bitches be.
Murder charges cuz you know just how these snitches be.
Shit'll drive you crazy if you ain't prepared mentally.
Touch down I wasn't going for no field goal too much on the line cuz me and my daughter real close.
I knew better who think they fucking with me?
Had my homies brothers with me shit ain't nothing to me.
Collecting money for Lee.
Until my nigga get back.
You said you loved him shit got tough where you niggas was at?
You knew better you'd do better some niggas faking.
Caught up in your old ways you niggas ancient

Re-Evaluating what's important to me.
Free my niggas fuck a judge we hold court in the streets.
I was born into beef.
No sucka shit cuz I ain't into that.
Sitting in that cell I was whipping meals through a garbage bag.
Tapping in with bruh checking in on the progress cuz them suckas slid through and the homies ain't sliding.
Talking body for body but niggas ain't trying.
Dropped them charges in the courtroom and mom started crying.
Niggas acting like Bitches with my name up in their mouth.
I'm counting up this chicken while niggas counted me out.
Said I'm moving different the moment they let me out but I went and copped a fifty as soon as they let me out.
Bitches tapping in they begging to take me out.
But I can't trust a soul cuz I'm mapping my every route.
Niggas say it's love but I know they hating.
Niggas claim they real but they really faking



Credits
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Phillip Beasley, Charles Gardner, Leparis Dade, Juan Jones
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