Better Dayz (Outterspace) Lyrics

I Be high as fuck

I be outerspace

Money keep callin

And you know im on the way

Wake up in the morning

And Pray for better dayz

fuckin wit the Opps was your biggest mistake

High speed chase to the bag

Bitch im road runnin

Blunts burnin

known for making slaps

Call me ike turner

20s 50s 100s count it up

The skit was so perfect

Goofy niggas expect a handout

Like i owe em something

They'll stab you in the back

And stab you in the face

Niggas broke and down bad

I just can't relate

Real ass nigga in my city

It's not up for debate

bitches use to DUB me back then

Want me to fuck their Face

Middle finger to whoever don't rock wit me

Charged up like white boys on a hockey team

This bitch bad and she boujee with low self-esteem

Open up the jar the loud fonky

Cottage Cheese

Break her down ad build her up

Like Construction workers

All i ever wanted was the dough

I'm like the cookie Monster

Bright lights flashing in my rear

That mean go faster

Caught tuckin on a skit

You get did so agressive

I Be high as fuck

I be outerspace

Money keep callin

And you know im on the way

Wake up in the morning

& Pray for better dayz

Fuckin with the Opps was your biggest mistake