Gets Better

If My soul was is here hope I can made it
She knows that this music is the only way that I speak
She knows that am a thug and the plug
I say I Love you fuck I don't mean it
Girl, Just tell me should I play on your playlist
If God had a phone I'd be on his playlist
Those niggas take so much time on intro
Those bitchies want more dope am addict gotta stop
Pussy so good I thought I hit the lotto
Way much I need a choppa for that shit is too much
Three white bitches, big money steppers
Ain't lie Fuck with me you gon die
Gotta get that cheese right
Gotta smell that white lady, Sick

Ay, Niggas praying for my Downfall
Gets better with the time i know
Flashbacks, Flexing with this hot Flow
Speed you life up nigga this shit is low
Ay, Niggas praying for my Downfall
Gets better with the time I know
Flashbacks, Flexing with this hot Flow
Speed you life up nigga this shit is low

It getting better baby Would you pass by and see me
I don't usually talk about this
Unless am high or drunk but both right now
So would you pass by and save me, baby
Gusbombs in your skin when you're next to me
Those bitchies takes everything
Don't ask why she lefts you empty
All facts my life is wild
But you gotta come and see me
Give her a crown then she'll treat you like clown
She thinks am the one
The thinks she's the only one
My Girlfriend can't stop me form finding my wife
She thinks I'll give her my life
But what if we meet in diffrent time
Would you love me

Ay, Niggas praying for my Downfall
Gets better with the time I know
Flashbacks, Flexing with this hot Flow
Speed you life up nigga this shit is low
Ay, Niggas praying for my Downfall
Gets better with the time I know
Flashbacks, Flexing with this hot Flow
Speed you life up nigga this shit is low



Credits
Writer(s): Young Yas
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