paroles de chanson Better off - Lil 2z

Me and Dime bought us a sack, and we smoke that shit up a lugget
I ain′t even know where to start, I just got up and started runnin'
I ain′t talkin' 'bout jackin′ off, but mo′fuckers know how I'm comin′
Can't switch up swear to god I been the same way since a youngin′
Then I broke that baby heart when I told her she wasn't nothin′
Never been good with my feelings, I never been good with trustin'
Gotta keep that heater next to you, keep ya hand in the oven
They gon' smile all on in ya face, but behind the smile they be muggin′
That ′K in my back seat ain't from China, that bitch from Russia
I ain′t come in this bitch to conversate baby I'm trynna fuck you
If a nigga reach for anything, Imma feed him these knuckles
If a nigga reach for anything, Imma reach for my buckle
You strong enough, that struggle′ll teach yo ass how to hussle
This H2GMB shit, I got this shit out the muzzle
Nobody looked out fo' us when we was walking through thunder
Man that shit felt like horror, they took my feet right from under
When it′s my time to go, Imma meet my dog at the heaven gate
All we know is up on these niggas, we just gon' elevate
All we know is give 'em that pressure, we gotta penetrate
Kicked a couple niggas out the door, I had to renovate
Might be tellin′ the truth, but I′m still gon' think that you lyin′
I done got so used to tears, it don't even phase me you cryin′
Can't give two fucks ′bout your bitch, I only care about mine
I came up out the pussy and knew I'm one of a kind
We stayed in the South, my people sniffed up with the neighbors
Errybody gon' hate you when you ain′t doing no favors
Errybody gon′ love you when they get some of your paper
Didn't expect that shit from you boy, you shocked my ass like a tazer
I was on my own, and didn′t none these niggas look out for me
Nigga suck my dick, you can hang yo'self from the balcony
Someone in my air, I keep feelin′ somethin' surrounding me
Granny say them prayers, gon′ keep the devil from drownin' me
Get caught up in some shit, baby is you gon' hold it down for me
Walkin′ in these shoes you gon′ burn you a couple calories
I can't entertain none these niggas they fucking clowns to me
I like countin′ benji's, don′t give a fuck if you count on me
Cashed out on whatever cause we ain't get shit for Christmas
Me and Bug was always fightin′, we takin' turns getting stitches
If I had to change anything, I wouldn't make nothin′ different
Flippin′ hoes with my dog, we ain't never trippin′ 'bout bitches
Tell my story as I′m livin' it, this ain′t published or written
We throwin' up that H, then it ain't no foldin′ or bendin′
From the hood on his fangs, I still can't believe I got bitten
Imma addict for that money, I wake up and get to itchin′