Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Better Than Them, artist - SBOE
Date of issue: 28.12.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Better Than Them |
I’m tryna get out the hood, they say they wanna see me win |
They wanna see you do good, just never better than them |
Me, I put on for my city, do anything just to win |
They wanna see you do good, just never better than them |
But, me, I’m so better than them, me, I’m so better than them |
They wanna see you do good, just never better than them |
But me, I’m so better than them, me, I’m so better than them |
Me, I’m so better than them, but me, I’m so better than them |
We hustle better than them, her pussy lil wetter than them |
Heard they had work in they house, we pull up and put them Berettas on them |
My money longer than theirs, team a lil stronger than theirs |
Real niggas fill up the room and I’m smellin' smoke in the air |
My watch a lil more expensive, hustle a lil more intensive |
Partners a year over twenty and everyday, they ride around wit' extendeds |
I cook it better than them, phantom a hundred more bands |
This stainless steel on the hood, when I pull up, they know I ain’t playin' |
We tryna get out the hood, I’m tryna make sure we good |
SBOE in that tank and they pull out that drank and they blowin' on good |
Up from the hills in LA, we come from that block wit' that yay |
North Memphis nigga, we fuckin' wit' Queens and real street niggas just say |
I pull up straight off the lot, boy I’m so better than them |
Trippin' bout bitches, that’s nothing, I got bout several of them |
442, I got a Cutlass, I put them stripes in the middle |
Shawty say she want that pudding, I got nothing but vanilla |
I on the low what I paid, I dropped the most since September |
Don’t ask me what I just ate, eat that pussy like Thanksgiving |
Beat that pussy, make her feel it, suck it baby, get to nibblin' |
I’m tryna get out the hood, hopin' after that, nigga I’m finished |
You can get it, hope that you don’t feel rushed |
I got a thousand guns plus wit' me, plus Slowbucks, that’s my niggas |
I sound like I’m in my feelings but I just want you to feel me |
And I ain’t tryna go back to that livin', whoa, let you know that cuz |
I represent for my city, I have no problems in them |
I ain’t just hustle on the street nigga, I slang them yoppers and them |
I ain’t worried bout nothin' y’all heard bout, you concerned bout what y’all |
heard bout |
Got a thing though, ain’t the same though, I hustle smarter than them |
I keep that 40 wit' Tim, you don’t want see me win |
Look in my face wit' a grin, and you want me back in the pen |
Like my nigga Meek say. |
it’s levels to this shit |
So the bitch you think bad dawg, she ain’t even impressin' me nigga |
They say they wanna see me win now, and hit the top |
But when I went to the pen, half the world forgot |
Who dropped the realest shit since Pac, dislike when I used to drop drops |
I make yo' salary in one night chump, I hustle smarter than them |