Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Better Days, artist - Gudda Gudda. Album song Gudda Grindin, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.04.2012
Record label: Big Kanaka - SoSouth
Song language: English
Better Days |
Rollin' with my «yeah so?» |
hat to the back |
Oh, you ain’t heard 'round town? |
Young nigga strapped |
Well Mike, if you lose your life it’s no coming back |
I’ve seen lots of lies fake smiles behind my back |
Bitch check your chitter-chat |
Bruise blues and black |
Never trust a loud-mouth, mama taught me that |
Don’t live the lifestyle, son, if you can’t pay for that |
But shit you got to spend the money to get money back |
And I hurry to the cash, pictures snap |
Sirens flash, fuck an officer with a badge |
Let’s see your license motherfucker that I don’t have |
Not even half of these niggas have had half of what I had |
But I still wish that |
If I can leave this place, and just get away |
I want to get away (get away) |
But I know I see better days |
Better days |
Better days |
After last weekend, I heard some nigga speaking |
About some Tyga beef shit |
Like oh, when I see him |
I live a landslide occur when deers run |
By in herds, bitches tweakin' |
Forgetting the seasons |
Lames not in my lane |
Got heat for little Heathens |
I rise over them like Christ in A. D |
It’s a prayer visual as I murder the spiritual |
Walking in hell’s kitchen |
Slow bitches standing on they tippy-toes |
Sounds like what great things should sound like |
Tyga fly though with no kite, vanilla sky |
Don’t need a mask this is my disguise |
Her eyes saying color is mine |
I done seen water cry |
Yeah, I’m in search for a better day |
I put my mind in the clouds and try and get away |
And I know I don’t talk to the Lord much |
Cause my mind racing thoughts moving like a tour bus |
And niggas hatin', I try not to endure such |
Cause the only thing I fear is me and the Lord trust |
Everything I speak about, I really mean it nigga |
I’m on my hustle I’m a Young Money greedy nigga |
Believe it, nigga |
It’s a light at the end of the tunnel |
If you don’t see it take the scenic, nigga |
I remember being broke on several days |
Now I’m living out my dreams |
Better days |