IT GETS BETTER Lyrics

If you know where I been

Then you know the fucking maze

You stare in amazement

As I'm fighting for the days

If you got a map

Can you please show me the way

I'm planning out my exit

'Fore they crash the fucking

Bitch I'm feeling confident as all hell

I just filled my tank in California

Feel the fucking wealth

Got a curly haired killer

By my side with pretty nails

I could do another show

If Sygns in trouble and make bail

'Cause I be moving in silence

Homie what can I say

If I sign the papers

Then evidence is a case

And I ain't saying shit

Unless you got an NDA

Who you talking bout?

Bitch I need a face

Talking like it's all a

Double action boogaloo

Pull the trigger

He already know what

You been through

Whole lotta paper

Bet it make you good as new

Needa put you through the mirror

To enjoy the view

I can't lie

I got money on my mind

And I'm running out of time

So that's why I decline

All those calls when you check up

And you always wonder why

They say money don't bring happiness

Then solve these problems of mine

If you know where I been

Then you know the fucking maze

You stare in amazement

As I'm fighting for the days

If you got a map

Can you please show me the way

I'm planning out my exit

'Fore they crash the fucking wave

Bitch I'm fucking dope

What you want?

Read the message

Bitch I'm fucking dope

What you want?

Read the message

Bitch I'm fucking dope

What you want?

Read the message

Bitch I'm fucking dope

What you want?

Read the message

Different strokes for different folks

Your remedies gon' have me dead

You know that feeling when you mad

And all you see is red

That is how I feel

When my memories repressed

And all I can remember

Is the shit I can't forget

The fam had always taught me

How to keep a level head

My ego coming up there

Time to add a lil stress

Precipitating torture to my serotonin

Damn

We really boutta have to

Go through all this shit again

But fuck it

Right now I'm amazing

Not so complacent

But rather I move too dangerous

Thought I was tripping

Nah

I'm in the matrix

Turning cold shoulders

'Till attitude's on vacation

I see friendships as real relations

They see our value as a transaction

You say that I'm biased

Call me unrealistic

But when I'm right

I'll tell you so

We back to basics

If you know where I been

Then you know the fucking maze

You stare in amazement

As I'm fighting for the days

If you got a map

Can you please show me the way

I'm planning out my exit

'Fore they crash the fucking wave

Bitch I'm fucking dope

What you want?

Read the message

Bitch I'm fucking dope

What you want?

Read the message

Bitch I'm fucking dope

What you want?

Read the message

Bitch I'm fucking dope

What you want?

Read the message