[Intro]
I'm gettin'— Mmm-mmm
I'm gettin' better
I'm gettin' better
Gettin' better
(D. Major, baby)
[Chorus]
Go through hard times, but never gave up
I stayed tough even when I got my chain stuck
Go through hard times, but we know that's what made us
Can't blame us, we love the streets 'cause that's what paid us (Ayy, 40, what that is?)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, ain't gotta ask, I know them niggas laid up
I call Ki like, "Get the package and go and weigh 'em up"
I can't even fathom, you know how many nights I done stayed up?
Know how many fuckin' nights I stayed up? Was paid up
I'm fed up
Feelin' down, but I always keep my head up
Niggas say I snitched on ****, but they know I ain't said nothin'
Lost G Slugga to the gutter, know the family blamed us
Started gettin' in trouble, but they know how we was raised up
We was raised up in the church, taught to keep your family first
But know I'm chasin' Franklins, niggas know I ain't alkin' 'bout no Kirk
You ever seen a nigga you love get put down? You know it hurt
You ever seen a nigga you hug get drove 'round up in a hearse?
I don't know these niggas' true intentions, I ain't givin' out no verse
Make so many wishes, I'm tryna break this curse
I done cut off plenty bitches, they think they gettin' a purse
We done let off many missiles, that nigga 'posed to be a shirt
I'm gettin'— Mmm-mmm
I'm gettin' better
I'm gettin' better
Gettin' better
(D. Major, baby)
[Chorus]
Go through hard times, but never gave up
I stayed tough even when I got my chain stuck
Go through hard times, but we know that's what made us
Can't blame us, we love the streets 'cause that's what paid us (Ayy, 40, what that is?)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, ain't gotta ask, I know them niggas laid up
I call Ki like, "Get the package and go and weigh 'em up"
I can't even fathom, you know how many nights I done stayed up?
Know how many fuckin' nights I stayed up? Was paid up
I'm fed up
Feelin' down, but I always keep my head up
Niggas say I snitched on ****, but they know I ain't said nothin'
Lost G Slugga to the gutter, know the family blamed us
Started gettin' in trouble, but they know how we was raised up
We was raised up in the church, taught to keep your family first
But know I'm chasin' Franklins, niggas know I ain't alkin' 'bout no Kirk
You ever seen a nigga you love get put down? You know it hurt
You ever seen a nigga you hug get drove 'round up in a hearse?
I don't know these niggas' true intentions, I ain't givin' out no verse
Make so many wishes, I'm tryna break this curse
I done cut off plenty bitches, they think they gettin' a purse
We done let off many missiles, that nigga 'posed to be a shirt
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