Getting Better
Real Boston Richey
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Real Boston Richey - Getting Better Lyrics & Traduction

I'm gettin' Mmm-mmm-mmm
I'm gettin' better
I'm gettin' better
Gettin' better
(D. Major, baby)

Went through hard times, but, never gave up
I stayed tough even when I got my chain stuck
Go through hard times, but, we know that's what made us
Can't blame us, we love the street 'cause that what paid us (Ayy, 40, what that do?)

Yeah, ain't got to ask, I know them niggas laid up
I call Ki like, "Get the package and go and weigh 'em up"
I can't even fathom, you know how many nights I done stayed up?
Know how many fuckin' nights I stayed up, I'm paid up
I'm fed up
Feelin' down, but, I always keep my head up
Niggas say I snitched on , but, they know that I ain't said nothin'
Love these sluggers to the gutter, know the family blamed us
Started gettin' in trouble, but, they know how we was raised up
We was raised up in the Church, taught to keep your family first
But, know I'm chasin' Franklins, niggas know I ain't alkin' 'bout no Curt
You ever seen a nigga you love get put down? You know it hurt
You ever seen a nigga you hug get wound up in a Hearse?
I don't know these niggas true intentions, I ain't givin' out no verse
Make so many wishes, I'm tryna break this curse
I done cut out plenty bitches, they think they gettin' a purse
We don't let off mini-missiles, that nigga 'posed to be a shirt

I'm gettin' better
I'm gettin' better
Go through somethin', it's gettin' better
Everytime I go through somethin' better

Went through hard times, but, never gave up
I stayed tough even when I got my chain stuck
Go through hard times, but, we know that's what made us
Can't blame us, we love the street 'cause that what paid us

Uh, them niggas got me fucked up
That's how my mama fold a pen
Lil' nigga, I was a hundred up
Fuck a runnin' nigga, run it up
I stayed down a hundred and twenty days, you know I had to run it up
You keep on askin', but, I done gave enough
She give me that pussy, I'm takin' it down, givin' it bae,you know I'm fuckin' it up
They askin' 'bout me, but, I'm doublin' up
I put my life on the line for ???, whenever I call you know he pickin' up
Like lil' bro, tell me where to go pull up
Before I let Miss. What's Her Name with the weave, you know they wasn't even trustin' us
Go back to my sis whenever I bust a nut
I'm back on the bitches, like fuck a bitch, 'cause when I was broke, them hoes ain't give a fuck
Ony know three niggas that gave me soemthin'
I can't say they name 'cause we still gettin' active 'cause the feds might come
Nigga, I can't give no fuck, I can't be no bum
Every chance I tell my dad I love him 'cause my dawg ain't got a one


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