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Lot of better days— (Vrex goin' too hard, though) Lot of better days to come, lot of days I'm drunk I put codein in my cup, damn, I feel numb That bitch got lot of shit to say, when I get 'round, she 'bout to tell me I wake up, and I thank God, and I treat life like it ain't nothin' Say I'm good, they know I'm lyin', damn, I'm tired, but I'm tryin' I came over, tryna fuck, she eat this dick up, wastin' time Say your baby daddy dead, but you still fuck him, why you lyin'? I been in my head, I'm cryin', I wipe them tears, then get to crime This shit happen every time we wipe his nose, he think we slime Can't let this shit slide, pressure gettin' applied They told Manny forty years, I heard the news, you know I cried He still keep a smile, it's gon' be a while Lot of better days to come, lot of days I'm drunk I stop poppin' Percs, that shit just fuck my stomach up She want me Birkin bag it up, she be taxin' stuff Some gon' call it love, but see, me, I know it's just lust Say I'm good at where I'm from, but keep a strap 'cause you might die Bitches tellin' lies, your man's a rat, he in disguise Can't believe my eyes, I crashed the whip, I seen it fly She wan' party in the sky, she think it's 2055 Lot of better days to come, lot of days I'm drunk I put codein in my cup, damn, I feel numb Letras de cancionesThat bitch got lot of shit to say, when I get 'round, she 'bout to tell me I wake up, and I thank God, and I treat life like it ain't nothin' Say I'm good, they know I'm lyin', damn, I'm tired, but I'm tryin' I came over, tryna fuck, she eat this dick up, wastin' time Say your baby daddy dead, but you still fuck him, why you lyin'? I been in my head, I'm cryin', I wipe them tears, then get to crime They say money don't buy you love, shit, I go broke just for some feelings And we all know right from wrong, I don't get no pass, just 'cause they cheerin' Know a trapper that went to jail, he got back out and started dealin' Call my phone with all that bullshit, ain't 'bout money, I'm hard to hearin' When I think about my past, my eyes start tearin' Can't see shit when I'm drivin', like it's rainin', God's steerin' I don't know just where I'm goin', in the car, damn, I'm just drivin' Need a freak bitch give me head, I'm in the Tesla, autopilot Why my heart start get to poundin', in the room, it get too crowded All the time I got on my mind, feel like I'm prayin' for a smile No days off, I'm goin' strong, I'm makin' sure my momma proud All them public talkin' to myself, my head, it get too loud I be spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', send 'em home, he hit them out On my necklace is a tennis, when I grin, it's hundred thou' All my bitches I buy titties, had to cook out, can't come 'round Last time I did, my uncle said, "He tryna dig 'em down" (Vrex goin' too hard, though) From Letras Mania