BETTER MAN (SOUL KRY)

I look in the sky and ask God, "Why?"
I just hope all this shit make me a better man
Hope my bitch make me a better man
Told Ma, "I got a better plan"
You can ask about me nigga
I ain't never ran
Whole gang we let burettas blam
And with all that pain
I might just pop a pill
Ma said "Read the Bible"
When I was tryna drill
I was outside tryna get a kill
Like, why all these niggas saying that I'm changing up?
Told Ma, "Ain't no changing up"
Gotta keep this banger tuck
Cause a couple niggas tryna hang me up

But you know I ain't hiding
Feel like niggas plotting
So you know I stay on 50
And I'd be lying if I say they sliding
Cause if they was sliding
Niggas would be dying, silly
And bae keep it a buck is you riding with me?
Like, is you dying with me?
Introverted, I ain't into parties
Sit back, roll a blunt
And get to frying with me
I ain't used to love
Hope you try with me
If I die, I hope Brodie slide for me
Cause no doubt about it
You know I'd do the same
Taking drugs, fucking with my brain
Ma keep on begging me to change
Telling me how I was as a kid
And how shit ain't the same
And they saying I should
Yeah I would if I could
But I'm way too far down the lane
Uh, can you hear my soul cry?
Cause I'm hurting hard
Can you hear my soul cry?
I'm off adderall
Feel like I'm losing it all
Feel like I'm losing it all
I been moving reckless
Got me questioning my mental
If Brodie tryna slide
We slide in stoleys not in rentals
Thinking bout my past
Damn I'm a dumbass
I fucked up
I'm a fucked up nigga
I think I found a real one
I ain't tryna fuck up with you

I look in the sky and ask God, "Why?"
I just hope all this shit make me a better man
Hope my bitch make me a better man
Told Ma, "I got a better plan"
You can ask about me nigga
I ain't never ran
Whole gang we let burettas blam
And with all that pain
I might just pop a pill
Ma said "Read the Bible"
When I was tryna drill
I was outside tryna get a kill
Like, why all these niggas saying that I'm changing up?
Told Ma, "Ain't no changing up"
Gotta keep this banger tuck
Cause a couple niggas tryna hang me up

Pops said ima end up in that jam
Feel like he right but I ain't really tripping bout it
Lost hella shit
But I ain't tripping bout it
Keep dissing we go on a mission bout it
Fuck around and shoot like a piston bout it
Hmm
Shoot like a piston bout it
We gon shoot like a piston bout it

I look in the sky and ask god "Why?"
Feel like a demon I can't even cry
I'm sick and tired of being tired
And I'm so tired of all them lies
They be snakes all up in disguise
Got me questioning, who gon ride?
But fuck it, I know it's my time I know I'm chosen
Who really there for me?
I look around I don't see no one hear with me
I don't see no one here with me
I just need you here with me
I know I'm chosen
How you say I'm moving fake, and you don't know shit?
Swear to god, that's some hoe shit
You know all my niggas they gon blow shit
And if I tell 'em, they gon go