BETTER DAYS

Niggas been claiming they love (yeah)
Hating on bitches they fuck (yeah)
Getting the money is a must (yeah)
We grinding we balling non stop (yeah)
Bisimilai
Oh girl you fine
I don't do SK I'm smoking my loud
Niggas been hating I no get their time
Chasing the bag
Straight to the top

VERSE I

I don't see rivals I'm one of a kind
All of my niggas we elevate
From Monday to Sunday we celebrate
We making the money the easy way
My mama dey tell me don't trust a bitch (yeah)
We came out from nothing
See me finessing
We balling likе Messi
Rocking Versace
Lifе of the party
Bitches they love me
My Gucci
My Fendi
My Christian Dior
I just wanna make love in a Lamborghini
Niggas showing fake love they been low key hating
I can’t love no hoe now I’m still chasing money
Don’t you get too close now they gon pull a trigger
I’m flexing on my ex girl the steady money come in
Looking on to better days
Everyday like holiday
I’m grateful to God
Hustle Pay
Bad energy
Far away
We gon do this
All again

HOOK

Ni ni ni ni

CHORUS

Niggas been claiming they love yeah
Hating on bitches they fuck yeah
Getting the money is a must yeah
We grinding we balling non stop yeah
Bisimilai
Oh girl you fine
I don't do SK I'm smoking my loud
Niggas been hating I no get their time
I'm chasing the bag
Straight to the top

VERSE II

We chase the bag to cash the check
The next day we hit the club
The fake love you show me
My nigga I’m so impressed
Counting my blessings I’m grateful to God
God has been so good Alhamdullilah
Young niggas rising
Young niggas falling
Young niggas dying
But young nigga blessed
I’m standing on ten toes
I’m up to the sky
We take pills to ease pains
But these pains are painful
Your homie backstab you
For this life is nothing
So stay woke or go broke
My nigga do something
From nothin to something
I’m standing on ten toes
They love me they hate me
I can’t see nobody
It’s all love my homie