Songtext zu Better Dayz
[Intro]Yeah, yeah
T-H-E-O
Some soul shit, yeah
Soulful, soulful
[Chorus 1]
A lot of niggas pray for whips
While hopin' to get their cheddar raised
Uh, I'm just prayin' for better days
They hit the block with Glocks and let berettas spray
Damn, I'm just prayin' for better days
[Verse 1]
My older cousin been dabblin' in cocaine-sniffin'
Love him to death but feeling like I can't hang with him
Went to Atlanta to hopefully get some change with him
Woke up the next morning, the nigga chain missin'
Oh well, pray for his safety but hardly miss him
Shame that when I make it we can't be Bacardi-sippin'
'Cause the drugs got that nigga living with a foggy vision
And I'm tryna make a living with mics like Scottie Pippen
So many friends that I'm starting to lose
Prayin' my crew don't become a party of two
Progression seem tight but like gears on a bike
Boy, when you switch up, that’s when it's hardest to move
'Cause niggas clown Drake for being so sentimental
'Least he the same nigga over every instrumental
Niggas spittin' raps 'bout pointin' gats out tinted windows
Knowin' they ain't never owned a pistol
[Chorus 1]
A lot of niggas pray for nice whips
While hopin' to get their cheddar raised
Uh, I'm just prayin' for better days
They hit the block with Glocks and let berettas spray
Damn, I'm just prayin' for better days
[Verse 2]
My older cousin been dabblin' in cocaine sniffin'
We should be headed to new-Bugatti lane-switchin'
Instead, he bangin' that neighborhood and gang livin'
And blow a nigga brains out if they don't bang with him
This the same nigga I ate Captain Crunch with
Neighborhood got him feeling he should pump-lift
'Cause it's 60's for life, niggas never jump ship
But'll jump you when off a Xan and blunt hits
It's for anybody strugglin' lookin' for better blessings
Reminisce to when I was hoopin' and droppin' dimes
Now, I ain't carry TECs or no automatic weapons
But we're shootin' every day in school—that's Columbine
Damn, I'm missin' responsibility, never present
As you get older, every mistake is your hardest lesson
Lost three hundred dollars fuckin' with my old bitch
If I did that shit now, a nigga be homeless
So, shit, it's so many women love to hate a nigga
Made 'em believe a dream 'til it drove him crazy, nigga
I'm focused on gettin' better, don't wanna go crazy with him
Like a dollar on a budget, please, Lord, save a nigga
[Chorus 2]
Lot of niggas pray for whips
While hopin' to get their cheddar raised
Uh, I'm just prayin' for better days
They hit the block with Glocks and let berettas spray
I'm just prayin' for better days
I wish I could show my cousin a better way
Damn, I'm just prayin' for better days
Just got stabbed and might be headed to Heaven gates
Uh, I'm just prayin' for better days
[Verse 3]
Just got the text, the docs is operatin' on him
Wish I could say I was shocked to hear the news
'Cause he would often have him a couple bangers on him
And karma like movie trailers, it's always comin' soon
Pray for him, hate how he livin'
But love him and never change on him
Prayin' he make it so I could create a way for him
But if he don't, I'll be prayin' on Heaven gates for him
Gotta go harder, nigga
I don't need new Lamborghinis or wheel-stuntin'
All I spit is real, the fans gon' feel from it
I will make it, you will know me, you will love it
So much will in these raps, you think Uncle Phil love it
Competition lackin'; every verse, I kill something
Music like old pimples, nigga: It's still bumpin'
We focused on gettin' bread, my niggas is mil'-huntin'
But still givin' that real, these niggas could feel from it
[Chorus 2]
A lot of niggas be prayin' for whips
And to get their cheddar raised
I'm just prayin' for better days
They hit the block with Glocks and let berettas spray
Ugh, I'm just prayin' for better days
My older cousin' been dabblin' in cocaine-sniffin'
I'm just prayin' for better days
Feeling bad that a nigga can't hang with him
Ugh, I'm just prayin' for better days
[Post-Chorus]
Prayin' for better days
I'm just prayin' for better days
Prayin' for better days
It's still some soul shit
Still some soul shit
Feeling bad that a nigga can't hang wit' him
[Outro]
We all fight the same fight
It's for every nigga with a 9-to-5 that they don't fuck with
Every nigga with a relative and a lifestyle that they don't fuck with it
REASON
I'm just prayin' for better days
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Ah, what's up, girl?
It's yo'... baby daddy
I—I was just playin'. I know you don't like when I—
Do-Don-Don't call the police again okay, I—
Give a nigga a call back. Uh, it's been 11 days, umpteen hours This place is the place to be
Ey chum zu eus wenn wotsch crazy sii
Ich sitz und bau
Leb de jede Tag als würs de letzti sii
Ich frög mich wo bliibt min Hennessy
Ey alli Becher sind voll ich wott sie leer gseh fangemer a
Es gaht um Barbecue Snacks Hash oder Gras
Ich rollen dir schomal vor nimm en Zug und gib ab
Gnüüs das Lebe zu viel Stoff verpackt ey zu viel Cops am Arsch 4 real
Lehn dich zrugg und chill
Ich glaub ich hengs im Pool bis es mal dunkel wird
Baby gahn ab mit mir tanz zu Pac Music
Will nur Gott weiss wie lang ich bliib
Ich han en Lachflash wiedermal
Everytime lachi mi schlapp cause I kill em all
Hit em up baby vo Monday bis Tuesday
Tuesday Thursday Friday isch immer en high day verstasch mi
Du seisch das du weisch wer ich bin
But you don′t even know ma name
Also please bitch stay in your lane
Blib cool bau Jays am Pool oh
Du seisch das du weisch wer ich bin
But you don't even know ma name
Also please bitch stay in your lane
Blib cool bau Jays am Pool oh
Alli Ladys sind scho heiss uf hüt Abig
Pack en Gin puur und trink us jetz gits e Party
Amana ich lad die ganzi Stadt bi mir i
WZ hands up gnueg ghengt uf de Street
Ey Robby kickmal de Beat ich fühl mi guet grad
Gnueg lang ghustlet im Läbe für bizzli Umsatz
Schmeiss en Grill Baby ich weiss du willsch
Die einzig sii wos mit mir heimlich triibt
Stopp ich han e Frau wo Diheime bliibt
Vertraut druff das sie au die einzig isch
Also trink lieber es Glas mit de Dawgs
Und im Hintergrund lauft Pac Hit em up und das wiedermal
Du seisch das du weisch wer ich bin
But you don′t even know ma name
Also please bitch stay in your lane
Blib cool bau Jays am Pool oh
Du seisch das du weisch wer ich bin
But you don't even know ma name
Also please bitch stay in your lane
Blib cool bau Jays am Pool oh
Baschi - Better Dayz Songtext
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