Better Days Lyrics

I've seen better days

Stomach hurtin' used to wonder how the cheddar taste

But doing better thanks

Getting heavy a, long way from a featherweight

Had to tell them wait, went on a mission, hit a lick and now my feddy straight

Watch me levitate, stick to the plan, feed the fam and still get a plate

So welcome to the struggle

I've been living here, jumping off the deep end

I got swimmers ear, time to suit up like I'm putting on venom gear

Number one defense won the gold in two different years

But something's different here

Starsky Hutch dealt the clutch, now I'm switching gears

Burning bucks so much for luck, guess lotto's different here

These times are twisted, ain't no difference in these different years

And things are shitty here, I wanna disappear

Might run away, grow a gut and a grizzly beard

Even change my name, make some change and I'm living here

They burning bridges dear, wish it was simple here

A lot of poor folks but, it's a lot of rich ones here

This life's a lesson so let me make this one clear

Life ain't driven here, I'm just switching gears

Ain't on a mission, you should let your ambition steer

I've seen better days

Stomach hurtin' used to wonder how the cheddar taste

But doing better thanks

Getting heavy a, long way from a featherweight

Had to tell them wait, went on a mission, hit a lick and now my feddy straight

Watch me levitate, stick to the plan, feed the fam and still get a plate

You probably suck at this

This ain't a bucket list

This a ball and do it all for the fuck of it

You had it rough but

I was a rougher kid, I had to fight cause I was white

That's why my knuckles big

Still let my brother's in, don't trust the government

We copped the weight and brought it straight in like them truckers did

This elementary, it's from the fundaments

These days I'm paid, still I do it for the love of it

Ain't even on it, still ain't had a off night

Used to rock it white but still ain't rocking off white

Catching rays while I try to dodge them cop lights

Pulling all the stop signs like this is a boss fight

You was made for this, that's what they telling me

But I ain't Hollywood, ain't seen no Hills or Beverly

Just want to be wealthy until the death of me

Cook up all the chemistry and give my kid the recipe

I've seen better days

Stomach hurtin' used to wonder how the cheddar taste

But doing better thanks

Getting heavy a, long way from a featherweight

Had to tell them wait, went on a mission, hit a lick and now my feddy straight

Watch me levitate, stick to the plan, feed the fam and still get a plate