Better Days ft. Johnta Austin Lyrics

Better Days ft. Johnta Austin - JID

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I done seen some better days before

Feelin' like forever was a long time ago

Balancin' high and the lows

Get your blindfold, only God knows

I done seen some better days before

Feelin' like forever was a long time ago

Balancin' high and the lows

Get your blindfold, only God knows

Look, twwn, don't forget the better days, we been friends since ten

Back then we told people we cousins, kin

The buses from my school couldn't come to where I lived

So my mama used to drop me at your crib, like four, maybe five A.M.

I ain't get no good sleep 'til I was twenty-seven

I used to wear my big bro clothes

You used to let me borrow some of yo' clothes

I thought that I looked funny in 'em

It's only you and- yo' parents use to treat me like they third son

I'm the first one buckin' on any person tryna make you feel hurt or somethin'

You my brother, I'd murder somethin' for you

Throw that dirty gun into the Chattahoochee

You Louis, I'll be Gucci

We was Webbie and Boosie with the low fade

Brush my hair for days, still ain't have no waves

Now we talkin' through a window while you in a cage

I'ma come get you when you figure out your day

I was in and out the states, you was rappin' on a rage

Had Atlanta goin' crazy, I was packin' out the stage in different places

You hit me, said, Cassandra had your baby

The day that Kobe died, I'm at the Grammys in LA

Pray Allah can show you grace and the law stay out the way

But when you caught that other case, I ain't know what yo' ass was thinkin'

My mama said to say, "You ain't too old to get a spankin'"

Still one of her children

But she feel like you need to be thankful you still here

I done seen some better days before (yeah)

Feelin' like forever was a long time ago

Balancin' high and the lows

Get your blindfold, only God knows

I done seen some better days before

Feelin' like forever was a long time ago

Balancin' high and the lows

Get your blindfold, only God knows

Ohh

Ohh-whoa

Ohh

Ohh-whoa

Ohh

Ohh-whoa

Ohh

Ohh-whoa

Life gets too real, may kill you (too real)

Like skills you build make you choose (makes you choose)

Between old ties and new ways (new ways)

Make friends with real snakes, false norms and true values

Compute it, see through it, when we do it

Take a moment to breath and achieve through it

Stay free through it, 'cause your vision makes me a slave

To our plans for better days (uh, look, check)

To make it to forever took a very long time

I took every wrong turn, packin' long lines just for rappin' long words

Fuck a net worth, I made a million off of merch'

Pay the bills first and then invest in guest verses

Regret shit, the lessons, the blessings, the journey

Agitate the white guilt, explain the black burden

The stresses, the entrance, the exit, the purpose

Prayin' that we see some better days between worse ones

Nothing's ever perfect, but I made it so my mom's ain't workin'

Off of murkin' instrumentals and it's no coincidence when I was littl

I was very sensitive, never was talkative

Nigga, don't even try and tickle him

Me and my brothers and sis and them

Slept in the same room, suffered the same afflictions

See the reflection of a nigga that never liked attention

Or need acceptance from strangers comin' in mentions

I got protection, papa had the right prediction

Said I was destined to be whatever I envisioned

The manifested blessin' that I made it out the club at twenty-seven

No weapon was formed against me, I formed against the weapon

Tried to stretch him, but niggas sprintin'

If we don't catch him, then God'll get him then

We ain't gotta get in the karma of bein' killer man

But you did in our better days, now I miss my friend

I done seen some better days before (woah, shit)

Feelin' like forever was a long time ago

(God knows) mmh-mmh-mh

I done seen some better days before

Feelin' like forever was long ago

(Only God knows)

Mmh, mmh

Mmh, mmh

Mmh, mmh