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Untamed Twins - Better Dayz Lyrics



Untamed Twins - Better Dayz Lyrics




My homie always told me
Dog its gone be better days
F*** the wait
I need it now boy I do better Paid
Im in the field with the tool
Like ah f***ing slave
Thats on My Pappa
I'm ah soldier till I'm in my Grave
I could've went to Yale
But I went jail
I could've went to Harvard
But I had ah Daughter
Don't Like my babymomma
Because she cause problems
And in the midst of all of this
I just f***ed up ah quarter

Straight to the block
He skipping school tryna get paid
Lil sister sick on top of that
They stoped her Medicaid
Them jump outs scooped his father up
Last year they had that raid
So for now its up to him
To Keep the family straight
His Momma stressing
Cause He always coming home late
Tryna digest Everything
But to much on His plate
Told lil homie keep His head up it gon be ok
He smoke ah blunt and Talk to God
And Pray for better days
Could've went to college
But He f***ed around and caught ah Case
17 just had ah Daughter still ain't seen Her face
Babymomma on her bullshit
She been m.i.a
On top Of that
3 months behind about to lose his place
Hit up His plug like look here dog I'mma need some Weight
For sho just pull up by the crib
Imm'a get you straight
They like brothers so He fronted 8
Said get Yo cake

My homie always told me
Dog its gone be better days
F*** the wait
I need it now boy I do better Paid
Im in the field with the tool
Like ah f***ing slave
Thats on My Pappa
I'm ah soldier till I'm in my Grave
I could've went to Yale
But I went jail
I could've went to Harvard
But I had ah Daughter
Don't Like my babymomma
Because she cause problems
And in the midst of all of this
I just f***ed up ah quarter

Ain't no f***ing body tryna take ah lost
We gon ride and slide on you
Put that on the Cross
Aint no pussy on My team
I put that on the Lacosse
You ain't gotta wear ah suit and tie
To be ah Boss
Just have yo own supply And pay yo niggas off
3hundred65 ain't no days off
If You grind right and save
It'll pay off
I want the Wraith
I dont give ah f*****How much it cost
I'm blowing reffa diffferent color
Call it Criss-Cross
Shout Out to my plug
He never seen ah drought
Did 12 years my other nigga just got out
My potna had ah Scholarship
But choose the dope route
See all we know is money
That's the way it go
I would show you How to run it
But you niggas slow
I spend 50 on some pants
Boy I need some moe
I could f*** any b**** I Want
Mini miny moe

My homie always told me
Dog its gone be better days
F*** the wait
I need it now boy I do better Paid
Im in the field with the tool
Like ah f***ing slave
Thats on My Pappa
I'm ah soldier till I'm in my Grave
I could've went to Yale
But I went jail
I could've went to Harvard
But I had ah Daughter
Don't Like my babymomma
Because she cause problems
And in the midst of all of this
I just f***ed up ah quarter
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My homie always told me
Dog its gone be better days
F*** the wait
I need it now boy I do better Paid
Im in the field with the tool
Like ah f***ing slave
Thats on My Pappa
I'm ah soldier till I'm in my Grave
I could've went to Yale
But I went jail
I could've went to Harvard
But I had ah Daughter
Don't Like my babymomma
Because she cause problems
And in the midst of all of this
I just f***ed up ah quarter

Straight to the block
He skipping school tryna get paid
Lil sister sick on top of that
They stoped her Medicaid
Them jump outs scooped his father up
Last year they had that raid
So for now its up to him
To Keep the family straight
His Momma stressing
Cause He always coming home late
Tryna digest Everything
But to much on His plate
Told lil homie keep His head up it gon be ok
He smoke ah blunt and Talk to God
And Pray for better days
Could've went to college
But He f***ed around and caught ah Case
17 just had ah Daughter still ain't seen Her face
Babymomma on her bullshit
She been m.i.a
On top Of that
3 months behind about to lose his place
Hit up His plug like look here dog I'mma need some Weight
For sho just pull up by the crib
Imm'a get you straight
They like brothers so He fronted 8
Said get Yo cake

My homie always told me
Dog its gone be better days
F*** the wait
I need it now boy I do better Paid
Im in the field with the tool
Like ah f***ing slave
Thats on My Pappa
I'm ah soldier till I'm in my Grave
I could've went to Yale
But I went jail
I could've went to Harvard
But I had ah Daughter
Don't Like my babymomma
Because she cause problems
And in the midst of all of this
I just f***ed up ah quarter

Ain't no f***ing body tryna take ah lost
We gon ride and slide on you
Put that on the Cross
Aint no pussy on My team
I put that on the Lacosse
You ain't gotta wear ah suit and tie
To be ah Boss
Just have yo own supply And pay yo niggas off
3hundred65 ain't no days off
If You grind right and save
It'll pay off
I want the Wraith
I dont give ah f*****How much it cost
I'm blowing reffa diffferent color
Call it Criss-Cross
Shout Out to my plug
He never seen ah drought
Did 12 years my other nigga just got out
My potna had ah Scholarship
But choose the dope route
See all we know is money
That's the way it go
I would show you How to run it
But you niggas slow
I spend 50 on some pants
Boy I need some moe
I could f*** any b**** I Want
Mini miny moe

My homie always told me
Dog its gone be better days
F*** the wait
I need it now boy I do better Paid
Im in the field with the tool
Like ah f***ing slave
Thats on My Pappa
I'm ah soldier till I'm in my Grave
I could've went to Yale
But I went jail
I could've went to Harvard
But I had ah Daughter
Don't Like my babymomma
Because she cause problems
And in the midst of all of this
I just f***ed up ah quarter
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Writer: Byron Jones, Cymphoni Pringle
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Performed By: Untamed Twins
Length: 3:09
Written by: Byron Jones, Cymphoni Pringle

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