Lil Bibby - Things Will Get Brighter lyrics

Ooh child, things are gonna get easier Ooh child, things will get brighter Ooh child, things are gonna get easier Ooh child, things will get brighter Standing on the set, kush on my breath Shooter to my left tryna earn some respect I was on that street sh** Dropped out of school cause I thought I'd never be sh** Know I got the weed, what you got? Give me three, sh** Same f** n***a man, always on that cheap sh** Talking 'bout he f**ed up but always on some free sh** You ain't got no money, you ain't gettin' no f**ing weed, b**h Look, real hustler, serving all the fiends Man I'm all about the cream, I'll sell a b**h a dream Street n***a, never sell out on my team I was in investigation, I ain't tell them boys a thing I was taught never talk, never sing War time, youngins always kept a Glock with a beam You n***as buggin' man, keep that sh** a hunnid man Talking all that tough sh** but you ain't really thuggin' man Ooh child, things are gonna get easier Ooh child, things will get brighter Ooh child, things are gonna get easier Ooh child, things will get brighter f** a punchline, I was bagging up dimes Trapping when it's crunch time, youngins on the front line Real sh**, tryna make a dollar out of fifteen cent Gotta sell these Knicks, help my momma pay the rent Light skin as sh** but I'm known to use my fists Trapping like I'm Mitch, I get money, f** a b**h Stacking all my chips, got me feeling like I'm rich But then again I'm feeling like 50 when he dropped "Many Men" Only got myself, I don't trust any man Pull up to the club, they like, "Let Bibby in," I snuck a semi in n***as know I cop j**els and I drop j**els But the j**elry that I buy, I will not lose Yeah I had to learn the streets but it's not school Talking business 'round a b**h, sh** is not cool Ooh child, things are gonna get easier Ooh child, things will get brighter Ooh child, things are gonna get easier Ooh child, things will get brighter Free James, my n***a, fight dirty When you out here in these streets, gotta watch out for these birdies And I keep God with me so nobody else could hurt me But I still get nervous, so I'm gripping on the thirty You gotta feel this I take you through the block like a field trip One mistake, it cost your life, real quick Where every young n***a wanna be real rich Only thing they know how to do, rob and k** sh** I know it's f**ed up, but I'm happy that I lucked up Got my bucks up, all my n***as, what's up? I grew up a f**ing screw up Got introduced to the game, that's when everything changed Self-made, nobody taught me a thing Buying all these chains, tryna get rid of the pain Street life, I done that, I seen that And this one for my city, man I love you, I mean that Ooh child, things are gonna get easier Ooh child, things will get brighter Ooh child, things are gonna get easier Ooh child, things will get brighter