paroles de chanson Better Man - T.I.

Life′s a bitch, go and nigga think about it
Never adds up, everytime I think about it
Shawty acts up, everytime we speak about it
Can't you see girl, I′m trying to be somebody
Never do understand what nigga's on about
Take a chance, pick the stairs and get it sorted out
Never do understand what nigga's on about
Take a chance, pick the stairs and get it sorted out
Yeah, never wanted to let the devil in
But his words he spits, so evident
I don′t need no luck, fuck the President
The nigga′s suck, they need better head
Like really Jesus boy, got Maurice's man
Fuck your feelings, instead they going to reefers
When the sun goes down, seeing next to creatures
Finding demons on my soul, got a couple stitches
Right hand on my chest, I′m going through my plans
Succes, nothing less, I can't sit on a fence
Right hand on my chest, I′m going through my plans
Succes, nothing less, I can't sit on a fence
Damn, I need some answers, in a world of thug [?]
In my world the cloud below, which fuck ′em all they can't extinct us
Damn, I need some answers, in a world of thug [?]
In my world the cloud below, which fuck 'em all, fuck ′em all
Right hand on my chest, I solemnly swear
Reading ′bout the hustle for the future with fiere
The gravity of my offence, talking with god
Help Ceasar a Roman, treat you connected
[?] ever said that I was one of the best
Humble by my hustle, make it by the double
I know that they don't show us in my life has been a struggle
Man I′m tired of the troubles in my life (life)
Looking for some peace and advice (advice)
Look at the weather even if you on the dry (dry)
It's no saying,
If I don′t understand Mama sorry,
But be proud of your son (proud of your son)
Be proud of your son,
Never hit a child, cause they left you in the broke
Black man reading a book, it's who I am
Oh lord please make me a better man
Right hand on my chest, I′m going through my plans
Succes, nothing less, I can't sit on a fence
Right hand on my chest, I'm going through my plans
Succes, nothing less, I can′t sit on a fence
Damn, I need some answers, in a world of thug [?]
In my world the cloud below, which fuck ′em all they can't extinct us
Damn, I need some answers, in a world of thug [?]
In my world the cloud below, which fuck ′em all, fuck 'em all
I was on that, in the moment
I′m a grown man, never own man