Lyrics Better Thing - Antiii

You know my problems, you heard about them
You ain't worried about them
I was in my momma basement raising up the electric bill
Hoping I can pay her back after I get the record deal
So it's record after record trying to find that special feel
She was patient I was anxious for the exit outta here
All my homies kept it real till they say that this our year
That was three years ago but now it's music to my ears
As the world turn you gotta learn to move and steer
If I get the tripping I'll come back with souvenirs
Phone calls on decline, I just need some peace of mind
Still in this session, I'm trying to leave on time
So when I text instead I hope you read between the lines
Just charge it to the game that will keep me energized
Memorize all my lyrics that's the biggest compliment
That's the shit I like, oh I like when I'm right
It keep from the wrongdoings you know that I'm going through it
Some niggas know what it takes but I know they won't do it

Riding around in my Chevrolet
Hoping that a nigga see a better day
You my everything, I'm everything to you momma
Stay out them streets cause it's a better thing to do, uh huh
Oh why, oh why they thought that I fell off
Say that shit again you make me take my belt off
Fighting all my demons told 'em get the hell off
Went from wish me well to me being well off

I'm searching over and over trying to find that inner peace
See that blessing in disguise at your door like trick or treat
You cross my mind a few times but my mind's a busy street
You know I'm down I can't drown when things get a little deep
It's easy to break the ice when people think they as hot as you
It's hard to take advice from people in the same spot as you
Sometimes I need my solitude to keep it solid too
I can spot a fool put on an act like this drama school
You must be drunk as hell if you think about to go bar to bar with you, all that beef get barbecue
I'm a beast like big foot hope my son can fit his father shoes
I remember late nights in them apartments when it got started
Used to record niggas without even trying to charge 'em
Niggas too small minded to ever live larger
That's why I go harder when times get harder

Riding around in my Chevrolet
Hoping that a nigga see a better day,
You my everything, I'm everything to you momma
Stay out them streets cause it's a better thing to do, uh huh
Oh why, oh why they thought that I fell off
Say that shit again you make me take my belt off
Fighting all my demons told 'em get the hell off
Went from wish me well to me being well off