better days - ggot curt lyrics
[intro]
mmm, mmm, mmm
mmm, mmm, mmm
mm, mm (know it’s gon’ be better days)
[verse 1]
ay’ don’t tell me what to take
mane i take it as some disrespect, a punch up in my face
i know some n*ggas, don’t want sh*t in life
mane all they do is fake
mane i got all these voices in my head
my mind up in a rave
i’m utilizin’ all this hard work, i’m refinin’ my traits
it’s autumn season, ‘member times my pawpaw used to make me rake
i used to take them trips and look at my reflection in the lake
and i be movin’ on my own time, don’t tell mе i’m too late
[chorus]
mmm, but it’s okay
i know the lord, he say i’m safе
you gotta be content, you always gotta wait
and n*gga, i ain’t tryna’ pout, you know i’m tryna’ be okay
you don’t see no doubt up in my face
i’m on that timin’, i ain’t tryna’ f*ckin’ flake
i gotta keep it goin’, you know that i can’t break
because it’s gon’ be better days
[verse 2]
i’m movin on my grind, it’s f*ck the sh*t they say
mane i keep it real transparent, ain’t tryna be opaque
ain’t seen my daughter up in 2 months, you know i ain’t okay
mane you can see the stress i been through
mane you see it in my face
my motherf*ckin’ birthday passed, b*tch i ain’t worried bout no cake
i want that f*ckin money to last, or else my heart, it start to ache
i had some nights that i couldn’t sleep lil’ b*tch, i had to stay awake
i was thinkin’ ‘bout all the sh*t that i took for granted, that sh*t that i forsaked
i was thinkin’ ‘bout all the sh*t, cause i f*ckin’ had it
mane conversations was movin’ sh*ggy
i was doin’ so much motherf*ckin’ damage
mane so god he had to take
i ain’t even have no motherf*ckin’ addy
i was countin’ up and markin’ f*ckin’ tallies
i show my life off like it’s motherf*ckin’ lavish
but i was homeless for some days
b*tch i’m a survivor so i gotta f*ckin’ scavenge
but i move around just like a f*ckin’ savage
don’t want no b*tch cause i’on want no f*ckin’ baggage
so i had to f*ckin’ erase
can’t f*ck wit’ fake n*ggas, and they f*ckin’ tactics
i never chase b*tches cause they f*ckin’ ratchet
ain’t tryna fake riches, tryna’ f*ckin’ match it
and add that money to my case, yeah
[verse 3]
been dealin’ with hate, them people said that i wouldn’t be nothin’
when i f*ckin’ make it, might as well have a f*ckin’ treat for ‘em
you can tell by the way my dreads swing, lil’ n*gga, this ain’t no free form
and i can’t afford to f*ckin’ stop now, cause my journey only done begun
tryna’ do it all before i’m thirty, cause god don’t allow reruns
so then i could kick back, relax, and just have some f*ckin’ free fun
ain’t gon’ f*ckin’ stop til’ all my kids successful
n*gga that’s when i’ma be done
three n*ggas wanna bang with me, i’ma bring three guns
(and it’s gon’ be for em)
[bridge]
know i gotta keep that bag on me
know i’m movin’ know i gotta keep that sack on me
everyday i do this sh*t, i’m close to gettin’ plaques on me
know i’m known for makin’ moves that you can’t read
you know that you can’t talk no smack ‘bout me
runnin’ up all these m’s, i can’t never lack cheese
know i ain’t never tryna’ lack no g’s
if you ain’t ‘bout that, you can’t rock with me
[chorus]
mmm, but it’s okay
i know the lord, he say i’m safe
you gotta be content, you always gotta wait
and n*gga, i ain’t tryna’ pout, you know i’m tryna’ be okay
you don’t see no doubt up in my face
i’m on that timin’, i ain’t tryna’ f*ckin’ play
i gotta keep it goin’, you know that i can’t break
because it’s gon’ be better days
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