
Better man T.I.
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[Verse 1]
Life's a bitch, go and nigga think about it
Never adds up, everytime I think about it
Shawty acts up, everytime we speak about it
Can't you see girl, I'm trying to be somebody
Never do understand what nigga's on about
Take a chance, pick the stairs and get it sorted out
Never do understand what nigga's on about
Take a chance, pick the stairs and get it sorted out
Yeah, never wanted to let the devil in
But his words he spits, so evident
I don't need no luck, fuck the President
The nigga's suck, they need better head
Like really Jesus boy, got Maurice's man
Fuck your feelings, instead they going to reefers
When the sun goes down, seeing next to creatures
Finding demons on my soul, got a couple stitches
[Hook}
Right hand on my chest, I'm going through my plans
Succes, nothing less, I can't sit on a fence
Right hand on my chest, I'm going through my plans
Succes, nothing less, I can't sit on a fence
Damn, I need some answers, in a world of thug [?]
In my world the cloud below, which fuck 'em all they can't extinct us
Damn, I need some answers, in a world of thug [?]
In my world the cloud below, which fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all
Life's a bitch, go and nigga think about it
Never adds up, everytime I think about it
Shawty acts up, everytime we speak about it
Can't you see girl, I'm trying to be somebody
Never do understand what nigga's on about
Take a chance, pick the stairs and get it sorted out
Never do understand what nigga's on about
Take a chance, pick the stairs and get it sorted out
Yeah, never wanted to let the devil in
But his words he spits, so evident
I don't need no luck, fuck the President
The nigga's suck, they need better head
Like really Jesus boy, got Maurice's man
Fuck your feelings, instead they going to reefers
When the sun goes down, seeing next to creatures
Finding demons on my soul, got a couple stitches
[Hook}
Right hand on my chest, I'm going through my plans
Succes, nothing less, I can't sit on a fence
Right hand on my chest, I'm going through my plans
Succes, nothing less, I can't sit on a fence
Damn, I need some answers, in a world of thug [?]
In my world the cloud below, which fuck 'em all they can't extinct us
Damn, I need some answers, in a world of thug [?]
In my world the cloud below, which fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all
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