Kodak Black - Better Days lyrics

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Kodak Black - Better Days lyrics

[Hook] I know I'ma see a better day It gotta be a better place Gotta get up out of Section 8 I dream about it everyday Everybody is selling yay It gotta be a better way It gotta be a better way Hey, look, check, look, look, look I know Imma see a better day It gotta be a better place Gotta get up out of Section 8 I dream about it everyday Everybody is selling yay It gotta be a better way I'm out here on a cheddar chase I was on route 9 tryna get it straight [Verse 1: Choo Choo] I feel that lil bro sh** k**ing me Wanna yard stealing me My friends turned to my enemies I ain't been rapping or nothing i'm only feeling me They know I had to blow up Yeah I had to flew up Flying to North Carolina they sayin' Choo Choo done grown up Thinkin' how imma feel that time i was to up Lot a liquor from the bar I f**ed around and threw up f**ing with some old friends tryna get my crew up God knew it, watching me waiting for me screw up Separate me, whatever it is for me to move up Too much hating got me thinking gon' pick the tool up That's what they want, put the gun down they trying to fool us That's what I'm here, I'm a little older so imma school us I used to be that bad a** jit on the school bus Kicking a**, real, I'm crazy, I had to pull her No ma, I'm somebody and imma be that I'm on the come up, tell grandma, believe that My other fam, i don't really think that they'd believe that People don't wanna believe when they can't see that Thanks to Lil Kodak, 1k, got my groove back Be great, all you could be, no matter who laugh On your team, just keep goin', Choo Choo back 1k, you my lil n***a Lil Kodak, that real [Hook] [Verse 2: Kodak Black] I know Imma do me something great Fourth quarter, imma ball, I don't pump fake I gotta put my brother in a coupe I need filet mignon, I'm tired of noodle soup And I been out here going strong in the vocal booth I just keep it 1K, how I'm supposed to do 90 baby, I just wanna win I just hope for God to show me who my real friends I have being going all out now I'm all in Hoes been runnin' up to me when I walk in Real slimy, n***as ain't cuttin' Trick you off the streets, have a n***a cased up I was out here sleep, had to wake up I be ten toes down everyday, bruh I try to maintain, let my nine sing It's the same thing young n***a (?) (selling dope) I'm stayin' patient, waiting on a blessin' Rather hit the studio than a cla** session Hell raisin on ya boy since 97 Hard headed lil n***a never learned my lesson Everybody tryna grind up a brick Hit a lick, go bro, hit another lick I used to treat him like my brother but that n***a snitch Had to wait fourth quarter, I was on the bench [Hook]