BETTER DAYS Lyrics – SGM
Singer: SGM
Title: BETTER DAYS
Verse 1: MBRK
My cup runneth, I always had excellence in excess
And I’m posted on yo dome like hedjet
Accept that
You can never be ahead
Walkin’ dead zombies
They alarm me
None of y’all are charming
They swarming to get a picture wit me
The big bag gripper, look
I am not your mister, uh
Naw I do not miss her, uh
Fortuitous is what you is to meet me
These n#gg#s fake, try take my racks I had to move discretely
We sеnding shots, they hit his top they on his head likе beanies is
A couple reese’s pieces kids is what we was
All the time we’d make the time to dash and dine
It was fun mayne that was life
Living free, I had no gripes
Now the better days done passed me by
Verse 2: Zai
I stay transforming myself
Like I’m an alchemist (get out!)
I ain’t had no pot to piss
Friends, remind me not to trip
Mental health decline
I hope I get the help to not commit
I can’t rest my mind
This pistol grip ain’t hard to pull, and click
It’s been a couple days since you ain’t hit me up
I’m f#cking tired
Chasing you for months
I put that effort in, I f#cking tried
I trip bout that corny sh#t
I can’t get enough of it
I can’t get enough of it, huh (yeah)
Pick up the pace
You n#gg#s barely keeping up
I got hella n#gg#s spin you like a typhoon, in the cut
f#ckin’ with me not a must
Gon’ see stars elon musk
Go-Got yo n#gg#s seeing dusk
Jumping shots, double dutch
On the block, where this sh#t ain’t sweet
Gotta keep a Glock, you f#ckin’ wit me? (coming)
Gonna end up shot (coming, coming)
Verse 3: JustViGi
Call me a chemist I’m gon’ speed it up like a catalyst
Bullets thru his dome inanimate
Inanimate
Glocky caressing his dome, his #ss ain’t gon’ manifest
Jeff Bezos all my cash, lookin kinda bald, yuh
Trinity up on yo block, you know that we gon’ ball yuh
Yo’ b#tch I got on lock, she say im kinda tall yuh
I hope that you know, certain death is only 1 phone call huh
I’m tired of waiting, waiting for that moment
Bullets with poison they be hella’ potent
His #ss actin like a mo’f#ckin rodent
Renovate like a renaissance
Doin’ math like I’m Vsauce
Then I hit you like a response
Kill you on yo’ block cannot respawn
b#tch I cannot be broken
Especially when im totin’
These women out here they hoein’
f#ckin’ guys then say they ain’t know em
I need me a loyal b#tch, like Messi
I will not do wit Kessie
I know that she gon’ test me
That sh#t do not phase me
Man, get that #ss banned
Get that #ss banned
Get that-
Get that #ss banned
Verse 4: MBRK
Shot, dead rocked to bed baby
Lately been hating my mental emaciate
Got hella hype men speakin’, just like they is flavor flav
Catch me an opp out the drop and you know I would flay and flay
That ain’t no conundrum finna up it simple
Do an opp like some paper fold him then his b#tchass get crinkled
Man ion need no drums
You suckin thumbs
Dunderhead
You stayin shady
Underhanded methods
Had to vet it
Talkin down and you’ll regret it
You on nuts and you dependin on hand outs
Was in the crowd started makin beats now I stand out
He leakin’, bleedin’, pleadin’, so step out get yo mans now
Y’all steady askin questions, got you lookin like feds
Now what the f#ck?
Got all these shitty thoughts in my head but I’mma clutch
Y’all really dickriding for bread so I can’t trust
I’m too active, no hazmat and you can’t touch
Ion keep no Glock but my hands really could buss
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