Plymouth da Pheonix - Getting Good lyrics

Getting Good Verse: 1 Sitting in a rented truck Brand new city 20 thou waiting on us To hit da stage n get busy Thinkin like wtf Lord what I do to deserve such blessings Lord only u Could provide such lessons That kept a n***a breathing When so many face the wrong directions I coulda been a coke boy Like so many of my bredren It don't take much to get s**ered By bigger dawgs When u want ur sneaks fresh Or u can't feed ur mother Pops on the run like cops after um Two weeks Four weeks Stomachs growls Energy weak That's enough to crumble in this beast Devil all in my ear Each time I swing Chorus Verse: 2 Middle fingers up As they point they trigger finger at us Screaming f** the cops This is world wide np Ea mobb Park ave boy U know me But big bro took me Straight out that heat Flames all burning This is hell we roam in Guns Drugs Murders Shootouts Plugs Rat a** n***as Chest with mics Phones illegally bugged But Look how a n***a made it n***a we made it Betty Crock n the bank Look how we caking Racks n my pockets Tryna spend a lil Still watch the rats tryna profit n***a we getting to da betters Better weeds Better eats More better blues Liquids Cars n shoes But I'm just tryna provide a**istance to the youth Like Chorus Lil n***as Verse: 3 I know what I said on verse two But this ain't to be glorified The thug Shyt Is hopeless Another mother with sore eyes That can't be fixed with tissues A lost son Is Americas biggest issue Black lives matter Wtf is this the black guys mantra This ain't goin save us f** cops that k** us We murdering our selves The life starts way before the cop get u Lil kids getting supported in school From cla** work To basketball cheers To his first swim n a pool It's a process Sometimes u gotta tell ur mans the truth If he ain't Shyt So be it U can't feed the mouth u produced U just as much as a s**a as the n***as that would snitch on u f** the chorus Put the pen down Turn ur tubes off Get back to real life It's propaganda what they feed on TV U live here U know what's going on U know who be drawing Wiling Tryna strong arm We need to take this back U got babies tryna play thugs for rap Guns on tap Talking bout how he hold heavy N goin split up backs Blocka Before he could even read his raps Cause n***as don't write n***as just hype Dick ride the wave Which made us zombies A bunch a lames In a destructive lane Underr heavy reign Of government control But though we still all crabs in this bowl As I see the sun peak thru I know it's goin get so much better for u It's getting good Getting so good I could taste those fruits Liquor so good This da aged grape Life getting so good