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Better Love

 

Better Love

(album: Summer Of Svrite - 2021)


(S-s-so real)

I've been running out of love, I ain't been alarmed
Damn, wary, but my feelings wanna do me harm
I've been dealing with the pennies that had moven' on
Had to trust in myself, I was never wrong
Nobody shared the nigga doing it in the CR
Had to go out then and get it if I really wanted it
With a little bit of help, had to stay conscious
I don't got nobody else, no responses
Dealing with this shit, gotta be cautious
Cause I know that they be always be watching
On the road, a revolver, he got
I remembering the home from a few blocks
That was when I locked the door, heard a few shots
Threw my buddy to the floor, "did the dude stop?"
Made my way to the room with the shoebox
I was done with my with hands on a new Glock

Didn't know why, just started popping
I was running all out of options
I don't wanna see myself in the coffin
I don't wanna see myself in the coffin (yeaah, woah)
Didn't know why, just started popping
I was running all out of options (yeaah, woah)
I don't wanna see myself in the coffin
I don't wanna see myself in the coffin

Think I really got dipped out
All you niggas got me pissed off (yeah, yeah)
Nigga finna pull the stick out
Thirty niggas all to get plus (yeah)
Nigga feeling like shit, nah
I ain't never took a big loss (yeah, yeah)
Life's a movie, life's a trip, no
Got me feeling like the big boss (yeah, yeaaah)

Big, big, big, balling
Big, big, big, balling (yeah)
Big, big, big, balling
Big, big, big, balling

Fucking that bih', nigga you know I'm wilding
Fucking that bih', man you know I got it
Fucking that bih', shawty you ain't no thotty
Let me touch all up on your body, body
Smoking on that presh
Yeah, yeah, yeaah
Smoking on that presh
Took a bitch on a date
Now she feeling spesh
Smoke a wood to the face, we grew out of sesh
Now I got her blown away
Now she feeling spesh (huh)
Now she feeling spesh, yeah
Now she feeling spesh
Now I got her blown away
Now she feelings spesh (huh)
Now she feeling spesh, yeah
Now she feeling spesh

I've been running out of love, I ain't been alarmed
Damn, wary, but my feelings wanna do me harm
I've been dealing with the pennies that had moven' on
Had to trust in myself, I was never wrong
Nobody shared the nigga doing it in the CR
Had to go out then and get it if I really wanted it
With a little bit of help, had to stay conscious
I don't got nobody else, no responses
Dealing with this shit, gotta be cautious

(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Balling)
(Big, big, balling)
(Big, big, balling)
(Big, big, balling)
(Big, big, balling)

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