Better Days Songtext
von Shy Glizzy
Better Days Songtext
Better days aye, I was thugging at a young age
Pull up on ya block and make a earth quake
I know niggas tryna murk me, I don′t go no where with out my 30
Bitches acting thirsty I'm just tryna see my next birthday
Niggas hate me in the worst way, and bitch and a murder case ain′t the worst case
Who the fuck mad up hard times anyway? and lord knows I pray for better days
And fuck you cowards tried to take my life away
Cause bitch I been thuggin since the 1st grade!
Lil nigga rep my turf just like my first name
Make me pull up on yo block and make it hurricane
No mistake, I'ma shooter you a fake
30 on me, nigga you could go today
But I'm just tryina see my next birthday.
Better days aye, I was thugging at a young age
Pull up on ya block and make a earth quake
I know niggas tryna murk me, I don′t go no where with out my 30
Bitches acting thirsty I′m just tryna see my next birthday
Little bitch they call me Jefe
Driver scoop me up in that Escalade
These niggas tryina test me
So shit bout to get messy
All these niggas acting tough now
Till they get hit with these slug rounds
Glizzy glizzy bitch they show me love now
I got the drugs I know the plug now
I was out there on that corner
Band camp, like Broner
I got what you want now
Baby I can turn you to a stoner
Better days aye, I was thugging at a young age
Pull up on ya block and make a earth quake
I know niggas tryna murk me, I don't go no where with out my 30
Bitches acting thirsty I′m just tryna see my next birthday
Pull up on ya block and make a earth quake
I know niggas tryna murk me, I don′t go no where with out my 30
Bitches acting thirsty I'm just tryna see my next birthday
Niggas hate me in the worst way, and bitch and a murder case ain′t the worst case
Who the fuck mad up hard times anyway? and lord knows I pray for better days
And fuck you cowards tried to take my life away
Cause bitch I been thuggin since the 1st grade!
Lil nigga rep my turf just like my first name
Make me pull up on yo block and make it hurricane
No mistake, I'ma shooter you a fake
30 on me, nigga you could go today
But I'm just tryina see my next birthday.
Better days aye, I was thugging at a young age
Pull up on ya block and make a earth quake
I know niggas tryna murk me, I don′t go no where with out my 30
Bitches acting thirsty I′m just tryna see my next birthday
Little bitch they call me Jefe
Driver scoop me up in that Escalade
These niggas tryina test me
So shit bout to get messy
All these niggas acting tough now
Till they get hit with these slug rounds
Glizzy glizzy bitch they show me love now
I got the drugs I know the plug now
I was out there on that corner
Band camp, like Broner
I got what you want now
Baby I can turn you to a stoner
Better days aye, I was thugging at a young age
Pull up on ya block and make a earth quake
I know niggas tryna murk me, I don't go no where with out my 30
Bitches acting thirsty I′m just tryna see my next birthday
Writer(s): Marquis Amonte King Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com