Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Better One, artist - J.Lately. Date of issue: 24.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Better One |
| Spent so many sleepless nights, started thinking that I don’t need a bed |
| I’ve been back out on the road, bigger rappers just a seat ahead |
| Tell me, how can you fly if you’re too scared to see the ledge |
| Tell me, how can you fly if you’re too scared to see the ledge |
| They’re running out of excuses I’ve had enough of it |
| We’ve been running all over the atlas because I can budget shit |
| I don’t pat my own back enough |
| We could go global if they could just package us |
| Speak to the locals yeah we could go pack a truck |
| Conscious and shit but they’ll shake it and back it up |
| All of my strings attached |
| All of my drugs we left them before customs was hoping your cousin could bring |
| a batch |
| With his drug bringing ass |
| Double dosing all my vitamins |
| I’ma need to use your light again |
| They’ve just been faking but we got it baking and cooking in spite of them |
| Hook (J.Lately & Blimes): |
| Cause they’ve got a good thing, but we got a better one |
| Roll up some good green, as soon as my set is done |
| She’s got the good genes, and etcetera |
| It’s like I envisioned, I’m seeing visions |
| Cause they’ve got a good thing, but we got a better one |
| Roll up some good green, as soon as my set is done |
| She’s got the good genes, and etcetera |
| It’s like I envisioned, I’m seeing visions |
| Verse 2 (Blimes): |
| I worked so many double shifts, I just can’t go back to eights |
| Some chapters been hella thick, don’t let me turn back a page |
| Not to say, the time to get it right I won’t take, life is quick to come catch |
| the fade |
| So knowing too much to learn, don’t let that be my mistake |
| I don’t need a bed need a studio |
| Truth be told, I’m trying to stay young like Rufio |
| But I don’t get much sleep |
| My phone don’t stop ring |
| My smoothie need dumb greens |
| I need to stop chasing young things, with the good genes |
| And apply that energy, like sunscreen, to my sub beam |
| That’s the glow up |
| If you’re way late, to J. Late |
| It’s time for the wake wake and make haste |
| Til the pay statements break bank |
| And they might make you make a stank face |
| This year we pay our taxes |
| We’ve been for the flare tactics |
| From the air mattress, to the air maxes |
| My whole wardrobe is a rare cactus |
| Jer pass it |
| Verse 3 (J.Lately): |
| Fall away fall away, coming through in the clutch |
| Think I’ll throw it all away, I think that you got me fucked up |
| Your friend talks hella shit, tell him his music sucks |
| But I’ve never played his disc, so I don’t know if it does |
| Fall away fall away |
| I’ll treat a tour like it’s holiday |
| Treat a mistake like it’s all a play |
| Counting a lot you should call a play |
| Running your mouth you should run a lap |
| I need friends around to motivate |
| Fuck depression what’s the fun in that |
| Play my shit in every motorcade |
| Play this shit in every middle school |
| They can wait on all the smoking parts |
| But tell them they’re beautiful and all these bullies will probably end up with |
| broken hearts |
| Double dose on all your vitamins |
| Ride a mother fucking bike with friends |
| They’re gonna hate it up until you’ve made it but I bet they like it then |