Better Days (feat. Johnta Austin)

I've done seen some better days before Feeling like forever was a long time ago Balancing highs and the lows Get your blindfold, only God knows I've done seen some better days before Feeling like forever was a long time ago Balancing highs and the lows Get your blindfold, only God knows (yeah) Twin, don't forget the better days, we been friends since ten Back then, we told people we cousins, kin The buses from my school couldn't come to where I live So my mama used to drop me at your crib Like 4:00, maybe 5:00 a.m. I ain't get no good sleep 'til I was 27 I used to wear my big bro clothes He used to let me borrow some of your clothes I thought that I looked funny in 'em It's only you and -, your parents used to treat me like they third son I'm the first one bucking on any person tryna make you feel hurt or something You my brother, I murder something for you Throw that dirty gun into the Chattahoochee You Louis, I be Gucci, we was Webbie and Boosie with the low fade Brush my hair for days, still ain't have no waves Now we talking through a window while you in a cage I'ma come get you when you figure out your date I was in and out the States, you was rapid on the rage Had Atlanta going crazy, I was packing out the stage in different places You hit me, said Cassandra had your baby The day that Kobe died, I'm at the Grammy's in L.A. Pray Allah can show you grace and the law stay out the way But when you caught that other case, I ain't know what your ass was thinking My momma said to say, "You ain't too old to get a spanking" Still one of her children, but she feel like you need to be thankful you still here I've done seen some better days before (yeah) Feeling like forever was a long time ago Balancing highs and the lows Get your blindfold, only God knows I've done seen some better days before Feeling like forever was a long time ago Balancing highs and the lows Get your blindfold, only God knows Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Life gets too real, make you you Life skills you build make you choose Between old times and new waves Fake friends and real snakes, false norms, and true values Compute it to see through it, we do it Take a moment to breathe and achieve through it Stay free through it 'cause your vision makes me your slave (uh, look) So I pray for better days (check) To make it to forever took a very long time I took every wrong turn, packed a long line Just for rapping long words Fuck a net worth, I made a million off of merch Pay the bills first and then invest in guest verses Progress shit, the lessons, the blessings, the journey Agitate the white guilt, explain the black burden The stresses, the entrance, the exit, the purpose Praying that we see some better days between worse ones Nothing's ever perfect but I made it so my mom's ain't working Off of murking instrumentals and there's no coincidence When I was little I was very sensitive Never was talkative, nigga, don't even try to tickle him Me and my brothers and sistanem slept in the same room Suffered the same afflictions See the reflection of a nigga that never liked attention Don't need acceptance from strangers coming in mentions I got protection, papa had the right prediction Said I was destined to be whatever I envisioned I manifested, blessing that I made it out the club at 27 No weapon was formed against me I formed against the weapon Tried to stretch 'em but niggas sprinting If we don't catch 'em then God will get 'em then We ain't gotta get into karma of being killer men But you did in our better days, now I miss my friend I've done seen some better days before (shit) Feeling like forever was a long ago I've done seen some better days before Feeling like forever was a long ago