Better Days

Mark Bo marvid
Nahhh, Free Rio, mannn
Everyday I’m praying for them better days
Me and my bitch had to separate
I get so high like I elevate
I was probably thinking 'bout them M’s, they say let her pay
Fans sent the money to my P.O. box, they said let her pay
Damn I was just broke, it feel like yesterday
I just made a hundred in a week, it took seven days
Bitch I taught myself to ride a bike, you gotta pedal straight
I don’t need a scale to eyeball, you gotta measure weight
I just thought about me at the top, I had to mditate
I just drunk a whole pint of lean, I had to mdicate
I just left my bitch where she stand, we had to separate
I just pulled up in a transformer, it disintegrate
I remember I was feeling good, now I’m feeling great
Niggah you ain’t really got no gun, you intimidated
I just pulled up in a fast car, it’s a getaway
If I ever had to catch a body, ima get away
Even when I put my smile on her, I was feeling pain
Is the love real from the people I ain’t see in a while
It ain’t been the same
Everybody looking got me feeling strange
Everybody really wasn’t there, now they there though
Want a piece of change
You gotta start with yourself, you wanna see the change
Niggah walked through the storm, I ain’t see the rain
Life shit real, you gotta win, you can’t lose, you gotta beat the game
Where the fuck the boss, I defeat the game
Alright, I ain’t never go to school but I still made it out
Chillin on Miami on the beach with my ankles out
Got the Gucci slides on with my toes out
Seen all the bitches that I fucked in one day, all my hoes out
Boy you having baby momma problems, put your clothes out
Be a niggah ass in the club, punch your nose out
I remember days when I thought it was over, it was all good
Having shootouts at block parties, it was all hood
Oh you talkin' 'bout like mixed together?
Rolling big dukes in the club, it was all wood
I was late to class, bitch I had to bounce back like it was basketball
Big gun, bitch go boom like cannonball
Niggah tell a story in his raps, why you cappin' dog?
I be going crazy in the booth, why you snapping dog?
Believe in me, ppl used to tell me, why you rapping dog?
How the fuck you make it to the top? I was stackin' dog
I just hit the yeaaa, with the ahhh, I was slapping dogs
Everyday I’m praying for them better days
Me and my bitch had to separate
I get so high like I elevate
I was probably thinking 'bout them M’s, they say let her pay
Fans sent the money to my P.O. box, they said let her pay
Damn I was just broke, it feel like yesterday
I just made a hundred in a week, it took seven days
Bitch I taught myself to ride a bike, you gotta pedal straight
I don’t need a scale to eyeball, you gotta measure weight
I just thought about me at the top, I had to meditate
I just drunk a whole pint of lean, I had to medicate
I just left my bitch where she stand, we had to separate
I just pulled up in a transformer, it disintegrate
I remember I was feeling good, now I’m feeling great