[Dracodontjam]
Lot of better days (Vrex goin' too hard, though)
[Dracodontjam]
Lot of better days to come, lot of days I'm drunk
I put codein in my cup, damn, I feel numb
That bitch got lot of shit to say, when I get 'round, she 'bout to tell me
I wake up, and I thank God, and I treat life like it ain't nothin'
Say I'm good, they know I'm lyin', damn, I'm tired, but I'm tryin'
I came over, tryna fuck, she eat this dick up, wastin' time
Say your baby daddy dead, but you still fuck him, why you lyin'?
I been in my head, I'm cryin', I wipe them tears, then get to crime
[Sleepy Hallow]
This shit happen every time we wipe his nose, he think we slime
Can't let this shit slide, pressure gettin' applied
They told Manny forty years, I heard the news, you know I cried
He still keep a smile, it's gon' be a while
Lot of better days to come, lot of days I'm drunk
I stop poppin' Percs, that shit just fuck my stomach up
She want me Birkin bag it up, she be taxin' stuff
Some gon' call it love, but see, me, I know it's just lust
Say I'm good at where I'm from, but keep a strap 'cause you might die
Bitches tellin' lies, your man's a rat, he in disguise
Can't believe my eyes, I crashed the whip, I seen it fly
She wan' party in the sky, she think it's 2055
[Dracodontjam]
Lot of better days to come, lot of days I'm drunk
I put codein in my cup, damn, I feel numb
That bitch got lot of shit to say, when I get 'round, she 'bout to tell me
I wake up, and I thank God, and I treat life like it ain't nothin'
Say I'm good, they know I'm lyin', damn, I'm tired, but I'm tryin'
I came over, tryna fuck, she eat this dick up, wastin' time
Say your baby daddy dead, but you still fuck him, why you lyin'?
I been in my head, I'm cryin', I wipe them tears, then get to crime
[Dracodontjam]
They say money don't buy you love, shit, I go broke just for some feelings
And we all know right from wrong, I don't get no pass, just 'cause they cheerin'
Know a trapper that went to jail, he got back out and started dealin'
Call my phone with all that bullshit, ain't 'bout money, I'm hard to hearin'
When I think about my past, my eyes start tearin'
Can't see shit when I'm drivin', like it's rainin', God's steerin'
I don't know just where I'm goin', in the car, damn, I'm just drivin'
Need a freak bitch give me head, I'm in the Tesla, autopilot
Why my heart start get to poundin', in the room, it get too crowded
All the time I got on my mind, feel like I'm prayin' for a smile
No days off, I'm goin' strong, I'm makin' sure my momma proud
All them public talkin' to myself, my head, it get too loud
I be spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', send 'em home, he hit them out
On my necklace is a tennis, when I grin, it's hundred thou'
All my bitches I buy titties, had to cook out, can't come 'round
Last time I did, my uncle said, "He tryna dig 'em down"
(Vrex goin' too hard, though)
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