Better Days (feat. Johnta Austin)

I done seen some better days before

Feelin' like forever was a long time ago

Balancin' high and the lows

Get your blindfold, only God knows

I done seen some better days before

Feelin' like forever was a long time ago

Balancin' high and the lows

Get your blindfold, only God knows

Look, 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 lived

So my mama used to drop me at your crib, like four, maybe five A.M.

I ain't get no good sleep till I was twenty-seven

I used to wear my big bro clothes, you used to let me borrow some of yo' clothes

I thought that I looked funny in 'em

It's only you and yo' parents use to treat me like they third son

I'm the first one buckin' on any person tryna make you feel hurt or somethin'

You my brother, I'd murder somethin' for you

Throw that dirty gun into the Chatahoochie

You Louis, I'll be Gucci

We was Webbie and Boosie with the low fade

Brush my hair for days, still ain't have no waves

Now we talkin' through a window while you in a cage

I'ma come get you when you figure out your day

I was in and out the states, you was rappin' on a rage

Had Atlanta goin' crazy, I was packin' out the stage in different places

You hit me, said, "Cassandra had your baby"

The day that Kobe died, I'm at the Grammys in LA

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 yo' ass was thinkin'

My mama said to say, "You ain't too old to get a spankin'"

Still one of her children, but she feel like you need to be thankful you still here

I done seen some better days before

Feelin' like forever was a long time ago

Balancin' high and the lows

Get your blindfold, only God knows

I done seen some better days before

Feelin' like forever was a long time ago

Balancin' high 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-oh, oh

Oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh

Life gets too real, make you you

Like skills you build make you choose

Between old ties and new ways

Make friends with 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 slave

So I pray for better days

Uh, look, check, to make it to forever took a very long time

I took every wrong turn, packin' long lines just for rappin' long words

Fuck a net worth, I made a million off of merch'

Pay the bills first and then invest against verses

Regret shit, the lessons, the blessings, the journey

Agitate the white guilt, explain the Black burden

The stresses, the interest, the exit, the purpose

Prayin' that we see some better days between worse ones

Nothing's ever perfect, but I made it, so my mom's ain't workin'

Off of murkin' instrumentals and it's no coincidence when I was little, I was very sensitive

Never was talkative, ****, don't even try and tickle him

Me and my brothers and sistanem slept in the same room, suffered the same afflictions

See the reflection of a **** that never liked attention

Or need acceptance from strangers comin' in mentions

I got protection, Papa had the right prediction

Said I was destined to be whatever I envisioned

The manifested blessin' that I made it out the club at twenty-seven

No weapon was formed against me, I formed against the weapon

Tried to stretch him, but **** sprintin'

If we don't catch him, then God'll get him then

We ain't gotta get in the karma of bein' killer men

But you did in our better days, now I miss my friend

I done seen some better days before (Oh, shit)

Feelin' like forever was a long time ago

I done seen some better days before

Feelin' like forever was a long time ago