Better On

Change on me, mm, ain't on me

Chains on me now, stayed in my lane, now they waiting on me now

Mama always told me take the straight and narrow route

But it came to that point where I was laid up on that couch

Thirty bands on weed, that shit ain't make it count

I done met the plug out in Cali, but still can't make it out

Tell me, why my problem's growing, I can't seem to sprout

Gotta shut em off, shit get better on

You don't even know me, you just see the chains I got on me

You just hear the name that they call me, you just see the wraith that I'm driving