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Getting Better

 

Getting Better

(album: Public Housing - 2022)


I'm gettin'— Mmm-mmm
I'm getting better
I'm getting better
Getting better
(D. Major, baby)

Go through hard times, but never gave up
I stayed tough even when I got my chain stuck
Go through hard times, but we know that's what made us
Can't blame us, we love the streets 'cause that's what paid us (Ayy, 40, what that is?)

Yeah, ain't gotta ask, I know them niggas laid up
I call Ki like, "Get the package and go and weigh 'em up"
I can't even fathom, you know how many nights I done stayed up?
Know how many fucking nights I stayed up? Was paid up
I'm fed up
Feeling down, but I always keep my head up
Niggas say I snitched on ..., but they know I ain't said nothing
Lost G Slugga to the gutter, know the family blamed us
Started getting in trouble, but they know how we was raised up
We was raised up in the church, taught to keep your family first
But know I'm chasing Franklins, niggas know I ain't alking 'bout no Kirk
You ever seen a nigga you love get put down? You know it hurt
You ever seen a nigga you hug get drove 'round up in a hearse?
I don't know these niggas' true intentions, I ain't giving out no verse
Make so many wishes, I'm tryna break this curse
I done cut off plenty bitches, they think they getting a purse
We done let off many missiles, that nigga 'posed to be a shirt

I'm getting better
I'm getting better
Go through something, it's getting better
Every time I go through something better

Go through hard times, but never gave up
I stayed tough even when I got my chain stuck
Go through hard times, but we know that's what made us
Can't blame us, we love the streets 'cause that's what paid us

Uh, them niggas got me fucked up
That's on my mama, before the pen, demon lil' nigga, I was a hundred up
Fuck a runner, nigga, run it up
I stayed down a hundred and twenty days, you know I had to run it up
You keep on asking, but I done gave enough
She give me that pussy, I'm taking it down, get in there, bae, you know I'm fucking it up
They asking 'bout me, but I'm doubling up
I put my life on the line for Noochie, whenever I call, you know he picking up
Like, lil' bro, tell me where to go pull up
Before I met lil' what's her name with the weave, you know they wasn't even trusting us
Go back to my sis whenever I bust a nut
I'm back on that business like fuck a bitch 'cause when I was broke, them hoes ain't give a fuck
Only know three niggas that gave me something
I can't say they name 'cause we still getting active 'cause the feds might come
Nigga, I don't give a fuck, I can't be no bum
Every chance, I tell my dad I love him 'cause my dog ain't got him one

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