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[intro]
i’m gettin’— mmm+mmm+mmm
i’m gettin’ better
i’m gettin’ better
gettin’ better
(d. major, baby)

[chorus]
went through hard times, but, never gave up
i stayed tough even when i got my chain stuck
go through hard times, but, we know that’s what made us
can’t blame us, we love the street ’cause that what paid us (ayy, 40, what that do?)
[verse 1]
yeah, ain’t got to ask, i know them n+ggas laid up
i call ki like, “get the package and go and weigh ’em up”
i can’t even fathom, you know how many nights i done stayed up?
know how many f+ckin’ nights i stayed up, i’m paid up
i’m fed up
feelin’ down, but, i always keep my head up
n+ggas say i snitched on ++++, but, they know that i ain’t said nothin’
love these sluggers to the gutter, know the family blamed us
started gettin’ in trouble, but, they know how we was raised up
we was raised up in the church, taught to keep your family first
but, know i’m chasin’ franklins, n+ggas know i ain’t alkin’ ’bout no curt
you ever seen a n+gga you love get put down? you know it hurt
you ever seen a n+gga you hug get wound up in a he+rs+?
i don’t know these n+ggas true intentions, i ain’t givin’ out no verse
make so many wishes, i’m tryna break this curse
i done cut out plenty b+tches, they think they gettin’ a purse
we don’t let off mini+missiles, that n+gga ‘posed to be a shirt

[bridge]
i’m gettin’ better
i’m gettin’ better
go through somethin’, it’s gettin’ better
everytime i go through somethin’ better

[chorus]
went through hard times, but, never gave up
i stayed tough even when i got my chain stuck
go through hard times, but, we know that’s what made us
can’t blame us, we love the street ’cause that what paid us
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[verse 2]
uh, them n+ggas got me f+cked up
that’s how my mama fold a pen
lil’ n+gga, i was a hundred up
f+ck a runnin’ n+gga, run it up
i stayed down a hundred and twenty days, you know i had to run it up
you keep on askin’, but, i done gave enough
she give me that p+ssy, i’m takin’ it down, givin’ it bae,you know i’m f+ckin’ it up
they askin’ ’bout me, but, i’m doublin’ up
i put my life on the line for [?], whenever i call you know he pickin’ up
like lil’ bro, tell me where to go pull up
before i let miss. what’s her name with the weave, you know they wasn’t even trustin’ us
go back to my sis whenever i bust a nut
i’m back on the b+tches, like f+ck a b+tch, ’cause when i was broke, them hoes ain’t give a f+ck
ony know three n+ggas that gave me soemthin’
i can’t say they name ’cause we still gettin’ active ’cause the feds might come
n+gga, i can’t give no f+ck, i can’t be no bum
every chance i tell my dad i love him ’cause my dawg ain’t got a one

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