Better days Lyrics

Ayy

Look

Fuck praying for the sunshine

I've been praying for better days

I ain't tripping I'm going to come fine

Me and hope went our separate ways

Look

When I was trying to get stacks

They all said I couldn't handle that

No Andre but

I'm the big boy, big boy

Beats different I'm the outcast

Niggas said they need one song

One song and they'll be so gone

Tell them I've got a whole tape

It's no more ducking when the heat come

Heat come

Uh, same fit different man

I've been scorching tracks

No suntan

I ain't calling Saul

It's all good man

Need pay cuts and less pay cuts

Fuck break ups

I need drum breaks

Less back and forth

And more one takes

Four months and my pen aches

Till it's four months of my tour dates (look)

I've been locked inside my room (for so long)

You can smell the perfume (no lights on)

I was cooking them tunes (no shirt on)

I'll be screaming till my lungs bust

Fuck fuck fuck

Fuck praying for the sunshine

I've been praying for better days

I ain't tripping I'm going to come fine

Me and hope went our separate ways

Fuck praying for the sunshine

I've been praying for better days

I ain't tripping I'm going to come fine

Me and hope went our separate ways

I've been solving all my problems

By the skin on my teeth

It's written on my lips you see

I bleed when I smile

No money in the bank but

I'm going to cash out my dreams

For my last glimmer of hope

It's my last glimmer of hope

I've been solving all my problems

By the skin on my teeth

It's written on my lips you see

I bleed when I smile

No money in the bank but

I'm going to cash out my dreams

For my last glimmer of hope

It's my last glimmer of hope (look)

Found myself in 'em beats

Found myself dodging streets

I'll do it all with no cleats

I ain't never need your help

I'll do it all on my own

Bitch it's KTA till I fall

No autumn leaves finna stop me

Can't windshield wipe all the pain

Like birth marks shit stain

This real love I ain't playing

Didn't feel love till you came

Now I see clear through vain

Sub-speaker my band aid

And microphone dry wounds

Grateful for them tunes

Grateful I ain't lose

Grateful that my face ain't on warning signs or the news

Fuck praying for the sunshine

I've been praying for better days

I ain't tripping I'm going to come fine

Me and hope went our separate ways

Fuck praying for the sunshine

I've been praying for better days

I ain't tripping I'm going to come fine

Me and hope went our separate ways