Better Days

I've done seen some better days before
Feeling like forever was a long time ago
Balance the highs and the lows
Get your blindfold, only God knows
I've done seen some better days before
Feeling like forever was a long time ago
Balancin' highs and the lows
Get your blindfold, only God knows

Twin, don't forget the better days, we been friends since ten
Back then, we told people we we cousins, kin
The busses from my school couldn't come to where I live
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
He used to let me borrow some of your clothes
I thought that I looked funny in 'em
It's only you and lil' Jojo, yo parents used to treat me like they third son
I'm the first one buckin' on any person tryna make you feel hurt or something
You my brother, I murder something for you
Throw that dirty gun into the Chattahoochee
You Louis, I 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 they figure out your date
I was in and out the States, you was rapid on the rage
Hit Atlanta, goin' crazy, I was packin' out the stage in different places
You hit me, sad, 'cause Sandra had your baby
The day that Kobe died, I'm at the Grammy's in LA
Pray Allah can show you grace and the Lord stay out the way
But when you caught that other case, I ain't know what your ass was thinking
My momma said to say, "You ain't too old to get a spankin'"
Still one of her children, but she feel like you needa be thankful, yeah

I've done seen some better days before
Feeling like forever was a long time ago
Balance the highs and the lows
Get your blindfold, only God knows
I've done seen some better days before
Feeling like forever was a long time ago
Balancin' highs and the lows
Get your blindfold, only God knows
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh (Get your blindfold, only God knows)
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh (Get your blindfold, only God knows)
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

Life gets too real, make you you
Life skills you build make you choose
Between old times and new waves
Fake friеnds and real snakes, false knowns, and truе values
Computer it to see through it, we do it
Take a moment to breathe and achieve through it
Stay free through it cause your vision makes me your slave (Look)
So I pray for better days (Now, uh)