Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Better Days, artist - Peezy. Date of issue: 19.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Better Days |
| Where your chips at? |
| I heard you get that |
| Secure the bag and then I flip that, you know I’m with that |
| They always ask me where my cup at, they know I sip that |
| I pop a Perc' just like a Tic Tac, come get your bitch back, yeah |
| I told me baby, I don’t want nothing, just pray for me |
| And when my money go, she gon' go, she ain’t gon' wait for me |
| If you ain’t got it, you ain’t never getting it, it’s too late to be |
| Running 'round like you run the bands, man, get away from me |
| Running 'round like I run the town, I made a way for us |
| Niggas act like they been sipping, you ain’t waste enough |
| Chasing money, never chasing bitches, they be chasing us |
| Bring my scale, I don’t trust these niggas, let me weigh it up |
| Counting up, you be laying up, got your bae with us |
| Red and yellow, mix it in one pot, that’s Hi-Tech and Tuss' |
| for them dead Pres', might hijack the bus |
| All my friends are dead, Lil Uzi in my jacket tucked |
| Praying for better days, praying for better days |
| Praying for better days, it gotta be better ways |
| Praying for better days, praying for better days |
| Praying for better days, I run with the heavyweights |
| Praying for better days, praying for better days |
| Praying for better days, it gotta be better ways |
| I’m praying for better days, praying for better days |
| Praying for better days, I run with the heavyweights, nigga |
| I run with the heavyweights, pay what they never pay |
| Made a vow not to sell my soul, just let me in Heaven gates |
| Two phones, working like Kevin Gates, what we got, they can’t separate |
| In new shit but forever late, married cash on the wedding date |
| Exclusive kicks that you never saw that I never laced |
| Exotic cars that you never drove when the weather break |
| When I get stressed, I just go to Saks just to meditate |
| I learned a trick |
| Bro, don’t lock your blessings, two bad hoes in my section |
| I sell dope, my confession, in that bag, I invest it |
| Man, your main ho is messy, took a pic' in my necklace |
| Gave this dick to your bestie, stuck in my ways, I can’t help it |
| Made a better way with the music, they told me to use it |
| If you catch me and I’m counting up, that’s cause it’s therapeutic |
| Just snatched a new crib in, your boy undisputed |
| They ain’t know that I be going through it, I be getting to it, nigga |
| Praying for better days, praying for better days |
| Praying for better days, it gotta be better ways |
| Praying for better days, praying for better days |
| Praying for better days, I run with the heavyweights |
| Praying for better days, praying for better days |
| Praying for better days, it gotta be better ways |
| I’m praying for better days, praying for better days |
| Praying for better days, I run with the heavyweights, nigga |
| Praying for better days, praying for better days |
| Praying for better days, it gotta be better ways |
| Praying for better days, praying for better days |
| Praying for better days, I run with the heavyweights |
| Praying for better days, praying for better days |
| Praying for better days, it gotta be better ways |
| I’m praying for better days, praying for better days |
| Praying for better days, I run with the heavyweights, nigga |