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Real Boston Richey - Getting Better (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Real Boston Richey
Real Boston Richey
Vocals
10:40
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jalen Taheen Foster
Jalen Taheen Foster
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
10:40
Producer

Songtexte

I'm gettin'-, mmm-mmm I'm gettin' better I'm gettin' better Gettin' better (D. Major, baby) Go 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 streets 'cause that's what paid us (ayy, 40, what that is?) Yeah, ain't gotta 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? Was paid up I'm fed up Feelin' down, but I always keep my head up Niggas say I snitched on -, but they know I ain't said nothin' Lost G Slugga 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 now I'm chasin' Franklins, niggas know I ain't alkin' 'bout no Kirk You ever seen a nigga you love get put down? You know it hurt You ever seen a nigga you hug get drove 'round 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 off plenty bitches, they think they're gettin' a purse We're done let off many missiles, that nigga 'posed to be a shirt I'm gettin' better I'm gettin' better Go through somethin', it's gettin' better Every time I go through somethin' better Go 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 streets 'cause that's what paid us Uh, them niggas got me fucked up That's on my mama, before the pen, demon lil' nigga, I was a hundred up Fuck a runner, nigga, run it up I stayed down a hundred and 20 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, get in there, 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 Noochie, whenever I call, you know he pickin' up Like, lil' bro, tell me where to go pull up Before I met lil' "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 that business like, "Fuck a bitch" 'cause when I was broke, them hoes ain't give a fuck Only know three niggas that gave me somethin' I can't say their name 'cause we're still gettin' active 'cause the feds might come Nigga, I don't give a fuck, I can't be no bum Every chance, I tell my dad, "I love him" 'cause my dawg ain't got him one
Writer(s): Joseph Dionte Steele, Darvin Barthellemy, Jalen Foster Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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