Better Life Lyrics

Oh, it's Quisi on the beat

You're in trouble

Quisi

Let's go, let's go, let's go

You're in trouble

Let's go

Aye, aye, Quis, stop that

You're in trouble

I need a better life for myself

I live a better life with the wealth

Swear to God I went through hell

I was better off with no help

I was better off by myself

Bitch, pack concealed and the air out

So I know that you can't smell shit

Place an order with what you need

In a few hours, I'll mail it

Niggas screamin, fuck the rats and be the ones who tellin' it

Stab my back and impaled it, yeah

Bent her over and railed it

High as fuck, did a stailfish

Tell the truth, I'm selfish

And I just can't help it

I need it all for me

Stars in the top of the V

I'm puttin' that house in my momma name

And for the bros if they want the same

We talkin' practice, I don't wanna train

How they want game, I don't want the pain

Ballin' these bitches, Juwanna Mann

Goin' harder than paint, Waka Flocka Flame

I'm a big fan of Atlanta rap

They turn on the song and they run it back

Say you got it, then I'm standin' back

I know I took it, but I planned to ask

I mumbled, they can't understand this track

Then run it back

She's stingy, I'm tryna get some of that

And drivin' in somethin' fast

You scared

Waiting for me to care you gon' grow old, it'll be a long time

There's too many bitches tryna fuck

You next, I had to tell you, it's a long line

Well, they ask what's that smell

That's gas, bitch, you can't tell

Tryna keep up, you fail

If you need a bag, I don't need my scale

Sprint to the cash, you snail

Shot a vid in a hotel

All for the peace, no bell

I'll swim for the cheese, bitch, I'll go Phelps