Better Days
Gudda Gudda Lyrics

Rollin' with my 'yeah so?' hat to the back
Casually wearing my hat with a dismissive attitude

Oh, you ain't heard 'round Town? Young nigga strapped well Mike
You're not aware of the rumors? I am well-equipped and ready

If you lose your life it's no coming back
Once you die, there's no return

I've seen lots of lies fake Smiles behind my back
I've witnessed people pretending and being deceitful

Bitch check your chitter-chat Bruise blues and black
Stop spreading gossip, it only leads to trouble and pain

Never trust a loud-mouth, mama taught me that
My mother taught me to never trust someone who talks too much

Don't live the lifestyle, son If you can't pay for that
Don't engage in a lifestyle you can't afford

But shit you got to spend the Money to get money back
Sometimes you have to invest money to earn more

And I hurry to the cash, pictures snap
I rush to get money, capturing moments along the way

Sirens flash, fuck an officer with a badge
Ignoring the authority of a police officer

Let's see your license motherfucker That I don't have
Show me your license, but I don't possess one

Not even half of these niggas have Had half of what I had but I still wish that
Most people haven't experienced even a fraction of my success, yet I still desire more

If I can leave this place, and just get away I want to get away (get away) But I know I see better days better days Better days
I long to escape my current situation and find a better life, despite knowing that better days will come

After last weekend I heard some nigga speaking About some Tyga beef shit Like oh, when I see him
I overheard someone gossiping about a conflict involving Tyga, saying they would confront him

I live a landslide occur when deers run By in herds, bitches tweakin'
I witness chaos unfold when groups of people act erratically

Forgetting the seasons lames not in my lane Got heat for little Heathens
Ignoring the insignificant and focusing on those who truly matter

I rise over them like Christ in AD
I overcome my adversaries with strength and power

It's a prayer visual as I murder the spiritual Walking in hell's kitchen
As I conquer my inner demons, it feels like a spiritual battle in a challenging environment

Slow bitches standing on they tippy-toes Sounds like what great things Should sound like
Insignificant people trying to reach higher levels, resembling the determination of achieving greatness

Tyga fly though with no kite, vanilla sky Don't need a mask this is my disguise
Tyga is soaring high without any limits, like the clear sky. I don't need to hide my true identity

Her eyes saying color is mine I done seen water cry
Her eyes indicate that she belongs to me. I have witnessed sadness to the point of tears

Yeah, I'm in search for a better day I put my mind in the clouds And try and get away
I'm actively seeking a brighter future, distancing myself from reality

And I know I don't talk to the Lord much Cause my mind racing thoughts moving Like a tour bus
I rarely communicate with God because my mind is constantly filled with thoughts, similar to a touring bus

And niggas hatin', I try not to endure such Cause the only thing I fear is Me and the Lord trust
I attempt to avoid enduring the hatred from others, as the only thing that truly scares me is the judgment of myself and God

Everything I speak about I really mean it nigga I'm on my hustle I'm a Young Money greedy nigga believe it, nigga
I genuinely mean every word I say, I work hard to succeed, and I possess a strong desire for success. Believe me!

It's a light at the end of the tunnel If you don't see it take the scenic, nigga
There is hope and opportunity even in challenging times. If you can't see it, explore different perspectives

I remember being broke on several days Now I'm living out my dreams better days
I recall struggling financially on multiple occasions, but now I'm experiencing the realization of my dreams and enjoying a better life