Better Days ft. Saadgod & R&B Black Lyrics

Yeaaa, Sometimes you gotta raise your glasses

And toast to the assholes

Who got you fucked up

I just wanted better days

I'm talking real love

But some how I always

Get fucked up when I open up

City girls running rampant

I guess it's no love

She use to be the one that a nikka could trust

Now it's like we playing poker

She calling my bluff

Cause every time I turn around

She lying and stuff

I'm tryna hold it down

I swear that I am

Cause if them feelings wasn't there

I would of been dipped

First class I'm talking on a flight

Cause when you in love

They suppose to treat you right

I thought you was my rider

I'm talking day and night

Sumbody got you riding

Different day and nite

I ain't forcing the issue

You kno it's other bitches

I'm just mad cause how a nikka

Was ridin wit you, Damn

I was ready to risk all

You use to be the one

That a nikka adore

Damn

I'm just praying on some better days

Cause all it ever do is rain

What happen to them sunny days

What happen to them sunny days

I need your love

And I want you here

And If it ain't love

Then please don't stay here

And I need your love

And I want you here

And If it ain't love

Then please don't stay here

Rest in peace to JV

I mean I fuckin cried

Shout to my ex

Brung up the next

And she fuckin lied

Bitches swallow nut but can't swallow pride

All these niggas say my name

And then they duck and hide

Tints on my fuckin life

Tints on my fuckin ride

Tints on my fuckin heart

So the can't see inside

I can't trust a fuckin soul

Cross my heart and hope to die

She was raised to be a bitch

I was raised up in da stuy

I was a running back

And misery love company

I could tell u neva like football

They way u fumbled me

My attitude is just my attitude

I give a fuck now

Niggas all up in ur inbox

Tryna score touchdowns

Casamigo mommy go and put ur cup down

I put my ex's inside a blunt

And take a puff now

I'm feeling like I'm puff now

Jordan flu game I'm clutch now

Bitches looking all stressed

They turning bogies to bust down

Solid Cuban no bust down

From shotgun to bus now

Bitches tryna move civil

I gotta watch who I cuff now

Shit started off great

And now it start to get rough now

Shit was feeling like hate

You telling me that it's love now

Fuck going to clubs now

Only daps no hugs now

Better off by myself

No arguing, No fuss now

I don't give a fuck now

If I shoot my shot bitch

My shit coming with slugs now

It's hard to understand

I fell in love with her heart

She fell in love with my hand

It's hard to understand

I fell in love with her heart

She fell in love with my hand

I'm just praying on some better days

Cause all it ever do is rain

What happen to them sunny days

What happen to them sunny days

We ain't tripping no more

You know it's better days

Them glasses we raise

Is now full of pagne

Congratulations

You played in the game

A nikka don't get mad

When they speak up your name

Fuck her

I hope she living her best life

Cause a nikka like me

You kno imma get it right

Imma hustler baby

I'm talking day and nite

The feelings I had

I don't feel right

We use to be inseparable

To you switched up

Baby I never thought

You would switch up

Who the fuck was I kidding

Baby it's good luck

God blessed me

When you fucked up

You probably think that a nikka be tripping

Nah

Baby girl I'm just into my feelings

I wanted that real love

I'm talking feelings

Not to mention

You got to many dealings

God damn

I thought she was a real one

Now all these dead feelings

I gotta live with em

But we ain't tripping

We raising our glasses

It's a celebration to the sneaky bastards

The ones that had us fucked up

But look what we mastered

Now we buried it

Talking close casket

God damn

It ain't no coming back

Cause once you fuck up

Remember what you had

Gone

I need your love

And I want you here

And If it ain't love

Then please don't stay here

And I need your love

And I want you here

And If it ain't love

Then please don't stay here