Better Dayz (feat. Jay Read)

Growin' up in the 'hood

I was a lil different

I had an image that wasn't sittin' with other kids 'n'

I consistently had to pick which position I'd sit in

'Cause my decisions were conflicted with thoughts of tryna fit in

Picture bein' labeled the "Smart Kid" and often

Kids talked sh*t, but they ain't get

Them verbal shots hit like bricks

Sittin' at home thinkin Why did God make me like this?

Feelin's stuck like a pin t' the skin, feelin' dim

I even tried to dumb myself down

thinkin' I would wear the popular crown

Missed alotta opportunities that way

Angry at the world and afraid to embrace my real face

Will I ever see better days? I often asked

Thinkin' how much longer it'll last

We all got demons we battle, but I'ma get on that saddle

And ride it out, 'cause tomorrow's days matter!

Homie trust it'll be alright,

Don't worry 'bout a thang ('bout a thang)

Take a gaze at the crystal skies

'Cause we seein' Better Days (ay, ay, ays)

Homie trust it'll be alright,

Don't worry 'bout a thang ('bout a thang)

Take a gaze at the crystal skies

'Cause we seein' Better Days (ay, ay, ays)

I was in the eighth grade

dude's comin' in with bullet wounds

At an early age, yo I saw the damage bullets do

Outside the school, had a barrell at my chest

The fact that it jammed, then he ran

you can say that I'm blessed

But on the flipside of that

you can say that I died

Not in the sense I'm in a box and my momma had cried

Fast forward through the pain that I caused and the stress

I would never be the same when that barrell left my chest

Cut the whole world off

all I ever did was lash at my best friends like

"Jay, what the **** you mad 'bout?"

Took the math that I learned and applied to the hustle

Took the pain that I felt and applied to the muscle

Add the gun fights and time, yo my life was a mess

Writin' bars on the yard to get the shit off my chest

All in all, shit I learned, God got a better plan

**** bein' real nigga, I'ma be a better man

Homie trust it'll be alright,

Don't worry 'bout a thang ('bout a thang)

Take a gaze at the crystal skies

'Cause we seein' Better Days (ay, ay, ays)

Homie trust it'll be alright,

Don't worry 'bout a thang ('bout a thang)

Take a gaze at the crystal skies

'Cause we seein' Better Days (ay, ay, ays)

I remember the times I got robbed, damn

The feelin' of bein violated in my own home

That typa trauma does a number on a child

And It really fueled my anger, hatin my environment

I think It's foul hittin' licks for the thrill of it

An innocent kid who don't know why you wanna take from him

I hated livin' in this place and so I wanted out

I wanted to move into another house

In a place far away

out of reach from these theives

So I can live peacefully adn go to sleep

It'll be such a relief

Not havin' t' watch my back

And conceal in conversaton what I have

Even to this day

I still distrust in a major way

'Cause katz is phony

and these women wanna play

With my emothions

ain't no time for that

But I'm on to better days I ain't goin' back...yeah

Homie trust it'll be alright,

Don't worry 'bout a thang ('bout a thang)

Take a gaze at the crystal skies

'Cause we seein' Better Days (ay, ay, ays)

Homie trust it'll be alright,

Don't worry 'bout a thang ('bout a thang)

Take a gaze at the crystal skies

'Cause we seein' Better Days (ay, ay, ays)

Homie trust it'll be alright,

Don't worry 'bout a thang ('bout a thang)

Take a gaze at the crystal skies

'Cause we seein' Better Days (ay, ay, ays)

Homie trust it'll be alright,

Don't worry 'bout a thang ('bout a thang)

Take a gaze at the crystal skies

'Cause we seein' Better Days (ay, ay, ays)