Better Days

I've done seen some better days before

Feeling like forever was a long time ago

Balance the 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

Balancin' highs and the lows

Get your blindfold, only God knows

Twin, don't forget the better days, we been friends since ten

Back then, we told people we we cousins, kin

The busses from my school couldn't come to where I live

So my mama used to drop me at your crib

Like four, maybe five a.m

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

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 lil' Jojo, yo parents used to treat me like they third son

I'm the first one buckin' 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 talkin' through a window while you in a cage

I'ma come get you when they figure out your date

I was in and out the States, you was rapid on the rage

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

You hit me, sad, 'cause Sandra had your baby

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

Pray Allah can show you grace and the Lord 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 spankin'"

Still one of her children, but she feel like you needa be thankful, yeah

I've done seen some better days before

Feeling like forever was a long time ago

Balance the 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

Balancin' highs and the lows

Get your blindfold, only God knows

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh (Get your blindfold, only God knows)

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh (Get your blindfold, only God knows)

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 friеnds and real snakes, false knowns, and truе values

Computer 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 (Look)

So I pray for better days (Now, uh)