Jay king - BETTER DAYS Lyrics

Ready, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten
Picture a nigga tryna go change the climate enviornments
Where niggas is surrounded by violence, they crashing out like insane in silence
And half the time it be bout bitches who is f*cking them both

And treat em like jokes cause she was never really caring
And we just carry on, we move along
Post a hope the families are right in reality
We've been moving wrong, let's address it

But then again that's still a threat to approach em without a vest
You take your breath because you told a man he living incorrect
You can't tell niggas nothing, now he at your neck
You tell a nigga that he's moving incorrect, he's gonna take it as disrespect

He tryna stick to the code, this life is all that he knows
He had to switch on the bros, he know they taking him next
Not rapping just for the check, like a Nike tech in the winter
Got some high respect for beginners who changing their life away from a sinner

Cause every choice comes with consequences
I got to train and study quantum physics
How many algorithms consequences could really give us
But I'ma pray for better days, yes, I'ma pray for better days

Whatever gon' come, it's that may you make today better than yesterday
But I'ma always pray for better days
And better days is coming, I know they coming, they will
As long as everybody keeping it real, keeping it real

My mindset is always gon' be on the honey mill
Until they reach the high Simone, they won't never know how I feel
But honestly I feel like you niggas some hoes
Toasted with guns for the hoes

None of you niggas gon' go, f*ck what you doing there bro
A lot of people ain't built for that life, including myself
That's alright, cause niggas try to come take my life
I know you niggas ain't been there before

I still got niggas who cook on the stove
Not talking about food on the stove
I'm talking shit that go right through your nose
The police come breathing the spot

You know that my niggas on gold
If one getting jammed on her dad
We know that he never gon' fold, he's never told
I'm getting older, I'm getting bolder

The flow getting colder
It's way colder than Minnesota
The temperature's less than zero
I promise it's not coming over

She told me she no longer sober
Told her she's not coming over
I wanna reach to the level of hove
And go places no one could go

They always say and they fear me
They don't know what I know
Keep the family close, but your enemies closer
Cause if you ever get a shot

Then you know it's a close up
All my niggas gon' post up
Like they Shaq on the block
The music's Shaq than a fool, nigga, stop

They said we'll meet you at the top
And I get there and look around
And there's no one there
So I'm guessing we not

And ain't nobody come taking the spot
The flow never ends
Past, future, present tense
When I was broke

None of you niggas was present then
But now I'm up in all these hoes
Nigga, I'm heaven sent
When that countdown ends

The takeover begins
Nigga, three, two, one