Better Days Lyrics

Men I made my own beat

The feeling so sweet

I feel like I'm in control, my life is on fleek

Beat, heat

Yes, heat

This is such an inspiring moment, for real

Bro I made my own beat

I feel good but at the same I feel sick

Cuz this music, this talent, this dream

Sometimes it's like a curse, not a gift

I wanna be like S.O, wanna preach Christ

Like Bizzle, with flows tight

Angeloh with the sure flight

But it seems so far from my own life

Where did I get it wrong, I don't know

Why is it that my convictions aren't grown

Will I ever get on stage with a big fat crowd

Hit song, everybody know my name

If not Lord, let me wake up

I wanna be serious and be a Pastor

I have what it takes and I'm a Doctor

I don't wanna live in fear of failure

Praying for better days

I met this girl on my socials

We kicked it off like a football like a football

And everything went wrong

God saved us through loving neighbours

And then we broken down and became like strangers

I don't know how but I pray these changes

Bring us back so I send his angels

To speak to your heart and bring to your mind

The things that we shared

It wasn't all bad, but you don't remember - girl, why don't you care

But in my heart

All the promises I made

I standby, I'm the right guy

You know that I made mistakes

Now I pray for better days

And if things don't ever change

I release you, and I pray you will speak well of me

Praying for better days