Lyrics to Better Things
Harley bike swangin'
Brand new coupe, man, the top floor bangin' (bang)
Nuts still hangin'
Mad it out the hometown but I'm still dangerous
Neckpiece, Johnny Dang it
All my soul intact, untainted
Couldn't learn this shit off a trainer
That's a whole lot of jewels there, ain't it?
Diamonds all cut, enough racks
I was cuttin' off all rats, cuh
Made this much here off of packs
On the Vegas strip bettin' on black, uh
War wounds but I'm intact
I'm in a better mind state, in fact
They don't wanna see us make our way through the back
Pipin' up too much, can't even scrap
I pull up on a fuckboy clique
Bodies hit the street, they foldin'
I was in the CA rollin'
You was in the DA trollin'
I was on the freeway servin' up threeways
Ye ain't even see we holdin'
Every drug in the book, we sold 'em
Givin' young ones the game, we older
Onto, better, onto better things
Never, won a, 'ship got seven rings
Had no, handouts, I did everyting
All of this money, thought I served cocaine straight outta Medellín
All of this money, I'ma need more accounts at Regions (Regions)
Cop two PJ flights, I'm switchin' up regions (switchin' up regions)
Damn, I came a long, long way from servin' up heaters
Countin' my blessings and dodgin' my demons
Y'all say money ain't a thing, but you got no diamonds
Still tryna block my shine [?]
And the high horse y'all sittin' on nose divin'
See all the fuck shit y'all cosignin'
Hit the beach, boy, with the shell tops
Made two mill off the mailbox
Truth comes out when the veil drops
And I'ma still be on top, still on go
Still in the bank with my chest out
Pussy, y'all still on hoe
Still in the fast lane winnin' that cash game
Pass y'all twice, y'all still on slow
Took care of my mom, took care of the team
Took care of myself and I still want mo'
Take care of any y'all fuckboys talkin' that sideways shit
And that's still on bro
Pussy, I'm
Onto, better, onto better things
Never, won a, 'ship got seven rings
Had no, handouts, I did everyting
All of this money, thought I served cocaine straight outta Medellín
Onto, better, onto better things
Never, won a, 'ship got seven rings
Had no, handouts, I did everyting
All of this money, thought I served cocaine straight outta Medellín
Brand new coupe, man, the top floor bangin' (bang)
Nuts still hangin'
Mad it out the hometown but I'm still dangerous
Neckpiece, Johnny Dang it
All my soul intact, untainted
Couldn't learn this shit off a trainer
That's a whole lot of jewels there, ain't it?
Diamonds all cut, enough racks
I was cuttin' off all rats, cuh
Made this much here off of packs
On the Vegas strip bettin' on black, uh
War wounds but I'm intact
I'm in a better mind state, in fact
They don't wanna see us make our way through the back
Pipin' up too much, can't even scrap
I pull up on a fuckboy clique
Bodies hit the street, they foldin'
I was in the CA rollin'
You was in the DA trollin'
I was on the freeway servin' up threeways
Ye ain't even see we holdin'
Every drug in the book, we sold 'em
Givin' young ones the game, we older
Onto, better, onto better things
Never, won a, 'ship got seven rings
Had no, handouts, I did everyting
All of this money, thought I served cocaine straight outta Medellín
All of this money, I'ma need more accounts at Regions (Regions)
Cop two PJ flights, I'm switchin' up regions (switchin' up regions)
Damn, I came a long, long way from servin' up heaters
Countin' my blessings and dodgin' my demons
Y'all say money ain't a thing, but you got no diamonds
Still tryna block my shine [?]
And the high horse y'all sittin' on nose divin'
See all the fuck shit y'all cosignin'
Hit the beach, boy, with the shell tops
Made two mill off the mailbox
Truth comes out when the veil drops
And I'ma still be on top, still on go
Still in the bank with my chest out
Pussy, y'all still on hoe
Still in the fast lane winnin' that cash game
Pass y'all twice, y'all still on slow
Took care of my mom, took care of the team
Took care of myself and I still want mo'
Take care of any y'all fuckboys talkin' that sideways shit
And that's still on bro
Pussy, I'm
Onto, better, onto better things
Never, won a, 'ship got seven rings
Had no, handouts, I did everyting
All of this money, thought I served cocaine straight outta Medellín
Onto, better, onto better things
Never, won a, 'ship got seven rings
Had no, handouts, I did everyting
All of this money, thought I served cocaine straight outta Medellín
