Better Life
I got a vision ain't nobody see, you bragging on the things you got, but I achieve my things all silently
I don't give a fuck on what you think, it ain't no reason for you to talk to me
I was feeling down and ain't nobody had done call on me
Nobody listen to the shit I say, so I spit all my shit melodically
Hella times I lost my head all in the clouds, but honestly
I'm glad that I'm still here, I'm standing strong, no one gon' fuck with me
And word to God, We'll make it to the top, everybody gonna eat
Good thing there ain't a lot of hands I have to go and feed, cause my old friends ain't
stick around long enough for them to come and see
I just wanna make some money, I don't even wanna fuck a no freak
I just wanna live a better life, I don't got time to be on no T
I don't wanna work no nine to five but how the hell I'ma eat
This the real life that we living in, but I treat it like a movie scene
And I'm living my shit slow, cause I be feeling like it be speeding
And I been stuck up on some other shit, I have yet to find true meaning
Of my life, if it was a book, I hope someone would read it
And I speak the way I speak, and that's the only way I'm gon' mean it
I want the finer things, I want the gold, only time that I be feinin
And I want fans to actually listen to the shit that I be speaking
And no one's hearing, no, no
No one's hearing, no, no
No one's hearing, no
No one's hearing, no
I don't give a fuck on what you think, it ain't no reason for you to talk to me
I was feeling down and ain't nobody had done call on me
Nobody listen to the shit I say, so I spit all my shit melodically
Hella times I lost my head all in the clouds, but honestly
I'm glad that I'm still here, I'm standing strong, no one gon' fuck with me
And word to God, We'll make it to the top, everybody gonna eat
Good thing there ain't a lot of hands I have to go and feed, cause my old friends ain't
stick around long enough for them to come and see
I just wanna make some money, I don't even wanna fuck a no freak
I just wanna live a better life, I don't got time to be on no T
I don't wanna work no nine to five but how the hell I'ma eat
This the real life that we living in, but I treat it like a movie scene
And I'm living my shit slow, cause I be feeling like it be speeding
And I been stuck up on some other shit, I have yet to find true meaning
Of my life, if it was a book, I hope someone would read it
And I speak the way I speak, and that's the only way I'm gon' mean it
I want the finer things, I want the gold, only time that I be feinin
And I want fans to actually listen to the shit that I be speaking
And no one's hearing, no, no
No one's hearing, no, no
No one's hearing, no
No one's hearing, no
Credits
Writer(s): Anderson Caceres
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