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Better Dayz (feat. Mr. Biggs)

Lookin' for these better days

Better days hey, better days

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

Better days, better days, better days

Hey, better days, got me thinkin' 'bout better daysTime to question our lifestyle, look how we live

Smokin' weed like it ain't no thang, so even kids wanna try now

They lie down and get ran through

Nobody watches 'em clockin' the evil man doFaced with the demons, addicted to hearin' victims screamin'

Guess we was evil since birth, product of cursed semens

'Cause even our birthdays is cursed days

A born thug in the first place, the worst waysI'd love to see the block in peace

With no more dealers and crooked cops, the only way to stop the beast

And only we can change

It's up to us to clean up the streets, it ain't the sameToo many murders, too many funerals and too many tears

Just seen another brother buried plus I knew him for years

Passed by his family but what could I say?

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith and pray for better daysBetter days, better days, hey

Better days, got me thinkin' 'bout better days

Better days, better days, better days

Hey, better days, got me thinkin' 'bout better daysThinkin' back as an adolescent, who would've guessed

That in my future years, I'd be stressin'

Some say the ghetto's sick and corrupted

Plus my P.O. won't let me hang with the brothers I grew up withTryin' to keep my head up and stay strong

All my homies slangin' hello all day long but they wrong

So I'm solo and so broke

Savin' up for some Jordan's 'cause they dopeI got a girl and I love her but she broke too and so am I

I can't take her to the place she wanna go to

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

Makin' passionate love 'til the daylightPlus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friend

Tell me you pregnant and I'm amazed

So many blessings while we stressin', lookin' for them better daysBetter days, better days, hey

Thinkin' 'bout better days

Better days, better days, better days

Hey, better days, got me thinkin' 'bout better daysNow me and you was real cool, hell on them square fools

Since back in high school, we was true, me and you

Hardly parted or separated, we stayed faded

Affiliated with gang bangers and still made itUp in the gym, mess with me, gotta mess with him

Still dressin' like grown men when rollin'

I went to dark, smokin' Newports, gamin' marks

Got a place in my heart, homey stay smartLocked you up in the pen and gave you three to ten

I send you letters with naked flicks of old friends

Hopin' you well, I know it's hell

Doin' time in the cells, you need mail, when you in jailAnd me I'm doin' cool

I settled down, had a family, workin' in night school

Every once in a while, I reminisce

And wonder how we ever came to this, I miss the better daysBetter days, better days, hey

I'm thinkin' bout better days

Better days, better days, better days

Hey, better days, got me thinkin' 'bout better daysI send this one out, to all the homeboys down in Clinton lock down

Rikers Island, all them dudes I was locked up with

E Block, F Block, lower H, N-I-C in Rikers Island, downstate

All the peoples I met along the way

Better days is comin' homeboy, keep your head upBetter days, better days, better days

Hey, better days, lookin' for the better days

Better days, better days, lookin' for the better days, hey

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