Better Days
Tricks are for kids so you could never trick me
Whole lot of opps so we ride with glizzys
Music for the real nigas I just hope they feel me
Pain in my music I hope they feel me
Pray for better days I. Hope some things will change, cancer killed the person I loved I'm forever numb to pain
Sometimes I feel like I'm just lost, but the drugs gon help me find a way
Then person that I loved the most crossed me, I think that shit is strange
Send shots send shots no notepad but I keep that lead
Send shots send shots no noted but I keep that lead
God wash my sins away ion wanna sin again, I told my dog don't commit that crime, you Gon end up in the pin again
Flexing cash and flashing jewelry. Cuss it look good
But he keep the strap on his hip don't get this shit misunderstood
My dawg fighting a murder case but free him he ain't commit that crime
I can't go out the worse way ill never fold or drop a dime
The opps say they want smoke lemme lace up now its go time
Keep a burner won't them predict when it's my time
Crazy life this shit feel like a movie, bad bitch wanna fuck cuss my jewelry
Niggas loose screws I keep my tooly, hating niggas I know they wanna do me
Big apes like we come from the jungle, if he talk too much give em stitches or a muzzle
Grinding hard cuss we come from nothing, love is hate nigga ill never trust it Tricks are For kids so you could never trick me
Whole lot of opps so we ride with glizzys
Music for the real nigas I just hope they feel me
Pain in my music I hope they feel me
Whole lot of opps so we ride with glizzys
Music for the real nigas I just hope they feel me
Pain in my music I hope they feel me
Pray for better days I. Hope some things will change, cancer killed the person I loved I'm forever numb to pain
Sometimes I feel like I'm just lost, but the drugs gon help me find a way
Then person that I loved the most crossed me, I think that shit is strange
Send shots send shots no notepad but I keep that lead
Send shots send shots no noted but I keep that lead
God wash my sins away ion wanna sin again, I told my dog don't commit that crime, you Gon end up in the pin again
Flexing cash and flashing jewelry. Cuss it look good
But he keep the strap on his hip don't get this shit misunderstood
My dawg fighting a murder case but free him he ain't commit that crime
I can't go out the worse way ill never fold or drop a dime
The opps say they want smoke lemme lace up now its go time
Keep a burner won't them predict when it's my time
Crazy life this shit feel like a movie, bad bitch wanna fuck cuss my jewelry
Niggas loose screws I keep my tooly, hating niggas I know they wanna do me
Big apes like we come from the jungle, if he talk too much give em stitches or a muzzle
Grinding hard cuss we come from nothing, love is hate nigga ill never trust it Tricks are For kids so you could never trick me
Whole lot of opps so we ride with glizzys
Music for the real nigas I just hope they feel me
Pain in my music I hope they feel me
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Writer(s): Derrius Ennis
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