BETTER DAYS

Better days, better days, better days
Better days, better days, better days, better days

My mama rent due
My daughter need some shoes
Times getting hard tell me what ima do?
I can't even lie
Aint got no 9-to-5
My family counting on me
And I gotta take flight
I swear things been crazy about everyday
Its been 7 years
I seen my sister Jas face
I been on the road booking shows daily
Im independent, Yea, Im doing my own thing

Im coming from the bottom to the top
I know my family counting on me
If you aint got my best interest
Tell me why the hell you round me?
Been grinding for awhile
I know I'm up next to get it
And I pray, I pray, I pray, I pray, for

Better days, better days, better days
Better days, better days, better days, better days

Feeling cursed
I pray to God for better days
If you love me
Why you bring pain my way?
Put my trust in friendships
And they ended
But Anquanique, my sister
That's never ending
I'd give it all to see my mama
Living healthy
I know my mama suffering
Aint gotta tell me
Just talk to my brother Heem
I know he proud of me
Im doing what I said I would
Im following my dreams
Everyday get harder, but you know I'm still grinding
Everyday get harder
But you know im still shining
Wanna closer bond
With my brothers, and my sisters
I feel like the older we get, the more we distant
Gotta see my grandparents, cuz they getting older
22' my year, I know I'm taking over
Keep on doubting me you will see, everything is destined for me

Just keep on doubting me
I can't even lie
Aint got no 9 to 5
My family counting on me and I gotta take flight for
Better days, better days, better days
Better days, better days, better days, better days



Credits
Writer(s): Talia Osorio
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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