Better Days (Bonus Track) Lyrics

Yea we all looking for betters days

Rolling up the weed fuck these feeling smoke the pain away

Hit up the homie johnny I ain't seen him since the younger days

Used to keep it thugging that's my brother since the second grade

But if you want me to be honest no of these niggas couldn't elevate

On my level they'd rather sit at home just to masterbate

So I had to keep a close eye on who I let into my team

I'm only allowing success I'm going to build the court supreme

All out till we ball out it's time get our lick

Don't forget the Wholigans and the one that they call jitt

I ain't here to play no games don't offer fame

Here to stack the money you bitches need to stay in yo lane

Hit up Mal yea she want me cause I be fucking like a rabbit

But she said she couldn't love me cause I got nothing but bad habits

But I couldn't care less cause I'm just jiggy living lavish

There ain't no heart to take so if you want it you can't have it

Ganja what I'm smoking even if it's roaches

Came up out the mud with my brothers tipping And now my organs fucking up cause I was reckless

But there's some better days ahead for those headaches

And now everybody hustling no more sipping out the solo at the function

This that wine and steak with the scallions no medallions

I want the plaques on my wall Mathew's go the map

Mystic got the strap jitt got the beats so I can take it back

Old soul probably was a vet leader to the pack

Don't fold go out a legend on every track

Music my life besides Isaiah touch him you take your last breath

I'm raising him up so he won't be like his daddy fighting satan

Reason why this rap shit on my mind 247

Thinking bout hitting licks at 711 maybe AMPM

When the sun shines I'm on the grind do it off no sleep and I'm fucking tired but I can't rest now

Yea we all looking for betters days

Rolling up the weed fuck these feeling smoke the pain away

Hit up the homie johnny I ain't seen him since the younger days

Used to keep it thugging that's my brother since the second grade

But if you want me to be honest no of these niggas couldn't elevate

On my level they'd rather sit at home just to l masterbate

So I had to keep a close eye on who I let into my team

I'm only allowing success I'm going to build the court supreme

All out till we ball out it's time get our lick

Don't forget the Wholigans and the one that they call jitt

I ain't here to play no games don't offer fame

Here to stack the money you bitches need to stay in yo lane

Hit up Mal yea she want me cause I be fucking like a rabbit

But she said she couldn't love me cause I got nothing but bad habits

But I couldn't care less cause I'm just jiggy living lavish

There ain't no heart to take so if you want it you can't have it