Better Year
Gave you the world and It still was Not Enough
Posted on the block getting money gotta add it
Gotta keep that chrome by my heart ain't no letting up
I Can't
Trust nobody ain't no letting up
How you gone tell me that you love me you was never there
Thought she was a angle she the devil looking in the mirror
Gave her all I had when I knew I should've never cared
Running to that bag gotta chase it for a better year
I was down-bad had to thug it out through rough times
Brodi told me stay down till you come up it gone take time
Put it on line for my brothers it's you real or not
Hadda cut that toxic love off I was better off
Grew up in the trenches where a lot of em don't make it out
When I lost my brother got that news swear it broke my heart
They say gangstas don't cry drop my drop my feelings in this liquor
Know my niggaz down to ride it get deeper then the pictures
Put it all on the line for the guys that be wit me
Say you wouldn't leave my side
Now You Gone fuck These bitch
Live my life know time ticking I can't waist a minute
Told my brother hold his head up he gone be home in minute
Gave you the world and It still was Not Enough
Posted on the block getting money gotta add it
Gotta keep that chrome by my heart ain't no letting up
I Can't
Trust nobody ain't no letting up
How you gone tell me that you love me you was never there
Thought she was a angle she the devil looking in the mirror
Gave her all I had when I knew I should've never cared
Running to that bag gotta chase it for a better year
Posted on the block getting money gotta add it
Gotta keep that chrome by my heart ain't no letting up
I Can't
Trust nobody ain't no letting up
How you gone tell me that you love me you was never there
Thought she was a angle she the devil looking in the mirror
Gave her all I had when I knew I should've never cared
Running to that bag gotta chase it for a better year
I was down-bad had to thug it out through rough times
Brodi told me stay down till you come up it gone take time
Put it on line for my brothers it's you real or not
Hadda cut that toxic love off I was better off
Grew up in the trenches where a lot of em don't make it out
When I lost my brother got that news swear it broke my heart
They say gangstas don't cry drop my drop my feelings in this liquor
Know my niggaz down to ride it get deeper then the pictures
Put it all on the line for the guys that be wit me
Say you wouldn't leave my side
Now You Gone fuck These bitch
Live my life know time ticking I can't waist a minute
Told my brother hold his head up he gone be home in minute
Gave you the world and It still was Not Enough
Posted on the block getting money gotta add it
Gotta keep that chrome by my heart ain't no letting up
I Can't
Trust nobody ain't no letting up
How you gone tell me that you love me you was never there
Thought she was a angle she the devil looking in the mirror
Gave her all I had when I knew I should've never cared
Running to that bag gotta chase it for a better year
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Writer(s): Jordan Roberts
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