Lyrics Better Days - J2

Ima run away
Up in outer space

Ima run away
To a better place
Fuck that shit you say
Cuz nigga I seen better days
Smokin on that gas, got me up in outer space
And my pockets fat
Nigga I'm a heavyweight

Ima run away
To a better place
Fuck that shit you say
Cuz nigga I seen better days
Smokin on that gas, got me up in outer space
And my pockets fat
Nigga I'm a heavyweight

By the way
I'm getting hella paid
Rollin with my nigga, gotta go and make a play
Pouring up until we trippin', I can't feel my face
Shorty looking bad, kinda just like yesterday
I got rockets
Runnin up, it get to popping
They be wishing they could stop it
Why these niggas pocket watchin'
They be talking on my problems
And I pull up with the chopper
To his nogging
What's the problem
You can't think if you ain't got yo toboggan
Hunnid racks, what I deposit
What's in yo wallet
Walk up in the mall, I see it, I like it, I cop it
She said can she cuff me
So you know I had to block her
Nigga tryna stock it
Call it plug, like a socket
I can serve it to you
I got that dirty fluid
Ain't got perkys so I'm sipping lean to substitute it
Switching lanes in a 'rari
Yeah, that's how we do it
He talking stupid, so we gotta pull up with the unit

Ima run away
To a better place
Fuck that shit you say
Cuz nigga I seen better days
Smokin on that gas, got me up in outer space
And my pockets fat
Nigga I'm a heavyweight

Ima run away
To a better place
Fuck that shit you say
Cuz nigga I seen better days
Smokin' on that gas, got me up in outer space
And my pockets fat
Nigga I'm a heavyweight

Ima run away
To a better place
Fuck that shit you say
Cuz nigga I seen better days
Smokin on that gas, got me up in outer space
And my pockets fat
Nigga I'm a heavyweight

Ima run away
To a better place
Fuck that shit you say
Cuz nigga I seen better days
Smokin on that gas, got me up in outer space
And my pockets fat
Nigga I'm a heavyweight