Lil Poppa - Doing Better lyrics

[Verse 1] They say, "What's your plans for the season?" Get money and get even fu*k hoes after these shows, once I'm cuming then she leaving Chevy just called and said touchdown, them b*tches sold by this evening Could've went and bought a bust down, but I ain't even have a reason Still fighting with these demons Lost my lil' brother behind that drink and every since then I been leaning I don't know what you ni**as thinking, spend racks when I'm in Neimus now Never seen it coming, this that sh*t I used to dream about When y'all comparing ni**as, leave me out I can only give the props to Bigga Rankin, that's who help me out And his loyalty only lasted for so long, so I took a different route fu*k it, I'll do it on my own, they ain't tryna hear me out Gon' head pick it out, move moms in a bigger house All the ones that did me wrong, I'm moving on, I ain't forget about it And any ni**a you see around, they been around and gon' kill about me I know the real, my city know the real, fu*k what you hear about me And when I'm gone, none of you fake b*tches, bet not drop no tear about me [Chorus] Before my ni**a died, he told me apply that pressure So I been going overtime nothing less Just 'cause I fu*k with you, lil' b*tch, don't mean you special But if you hold a ni**a down, I'ma bless you When them new ni**as try to come around, you can't let 'em Leave that ni**a where you met 'em, cut 'em off, I'm doing better Will I overcome it all in the end, ain't no telling Gotta make sure my ni**as win 'cause if I don't then I'm failing [Verse 2] Whatever they need, make sure I send Cash Appin and I'm zelling Verses what I'm selling, I been lyrical since 11 Wish Ms. Barbara was here to see it but she in heaven Connie don't trip, we gon' dedicate her to granny I just want to take care the family, so I'm grinding I see you shining and I'm proud of you With what I spent on my siblings, sh*t, I could've went to Johnny too My lil' brother been told me stop being humble gon' shine for Ku sh*t, fu*k it, spend a dime or two, you know God got a time for you They been told me God had a time for me, sh*t, I was just too blind to see One hundred to the wrong ones, like, damn, why you lie to me? His mama the strong one, I feel like I should've died with Leeke They say we ain't promised a long one but it's something sh*t it gotta be [Chorus] Before my ni**a died, he told me apply that pressure So I been going overtime nothing less Just 'cause I fu*k with you, lil' b*tch, don't mean you special But if you hold a ni**a down, I'ma bless you When them new ni**as try to come around, you can't let 'em Leave that ni**a where you met 'em, cut 'em off, I'm doing better Will I overcome it all in the end, ain't no telling Gotta make sure my ni**as win 'cause if I don't then I'm failing