Better Days by TravisHaRiot-Ski_Nny_Boi Lyrics
Better days jbz beats
Im feeling some type of way
I’m Trying get paid
EST my gang and that ain’t ever change
Don’t make me show my fangs
If I get on stage That crowd will rage
Open up my book and read my page
Last year got stuck in a cage
Mind all mixed up and flipped
Young boi was just trynna spit
He was hella lit
Off that acid
Ya That shit was tragic
Lost his mind in the grind
Missed all the warning signs
This is my story
Fucked up category
I was out in So Cal
Living with my homie
They was nice never phony
Fried my brain till I went insane
I lost my name and lane
Didn’t know where I was
Cuz of them fucking drugs
Bitch I am the plug of real music
Best get used to it
I spit my truth in this booth
Fakes lying through their tooth
Or teeth it don’t bother me
Haters all around me but I keep it g
Imma just clown
On all the fakes that ain’t around
Denver is my town, B
Like I said I’m from the 303
Born south of LA
Used to visit the bay
To see my uncle Jon
Now he’s always gone
Off that liquor
Mind like a richter
Scale he is very frail
Face looking pale
I will not fail at my craft
I’m on my own island
About to set sail
Hope these raps gone sell
I’ve been through hell
And back fuck the racks
I don’t wanna get high to get by
I just need some good vibes
I just wanna fly to the top
Watch this ep Drop
No flop
Skinny boi gunna pop
Skinny boi gunna rock
I’m on the clock like tick tock
Workin on my mind state
Working for the food on my plate
20year old that likes to skate
I don’t need a mate
Or need a bitch
My heart just needs a stitch
Put my feelings aside
Skinny boi will ride
Doing what imma do just to survive x2
Better days better days
They on the way
I feel a blessing coming
I’m just running through my mind
Be careful with what I find
Trying to escape this place
Life ain’t a race
I’m at a good pace
I stopped tripping face
Got my life straight
Skinny boi don’t hate
Music is my fate
Colorado is my state
Fuck the snow
I don’t do blow
This rap kinda slow
But it got a wavy flow
Not worried about where to go
Or where the hoes
I’m always with my bros
I might be chose
Im feeling some type of way
I’m Trying get paid
EST my gang and that ain’t ever change
Don’t make me show my fangs
If I get on stage That crowd will rage
Open up my book and read my page
Last year got stuck in a cage
Mind all mixed up and flipped
Young boi was just trynna spit
He was hella lit
Off that acid
Ya That shit was tragic
Lost his mind in the grind
Missed all the warning signs
This is my story
Fucked up category
I was out in So Cal
Living with my homie
They was nice never phony
Fried my brain till I went insane
I lost my name and lane
Didn’t know where I was
Cuz of them fucking drugs
Bitch I am the plug of real music
Best get used to it
I spit my truth in this booth
Fakes lying through their tooth
Or teeth it don’t bother me
Haters all around me but I keep it g
Imma just clown
On all the fakes that ain’t around
Denver is my town, B
Like I said I’m from the 303
Born south of LA
Used to visit the bay
To see my uncle Jon
Now he’s always gone
Off that liquor
Mind like a richter
Scale he is very frail
Face looking pale
I will not fail at my craft
I’m on my own island
About to set sail
Hope these raps gone sell
I’ve been through hell
And back fuck the racks
I don’t wanna get high to get by
I just need some good vibes
I just wanna fly to the top
Watch this ep Drop
No flop
Skinny boi gunna pop
Skinny boi gunna rock
I’m on the clock like tick tock
Workin on my mind state
Working for the food on my plate
20year old that likes to skate
I don’t need a mate
Or need a bitch
My heart just needs a stitch
Put my feelings aside
Skinny boi will ride
Doing what imma do just to survive x2
Better days better days
They on the way
I feel a blessing coming
I’m just running through my mind
Be careful with what I find
Trying to escape this place
Life ain’t a race
I’m at a good pace
I stopped tripping face
Got my life straight
Skinny boi don’t hate
Music is my fate
Colorado is my state
Fuck the snow
I don’t do blow
This rap kinda slow
But it got a wavy flow
Not worried about where to go
Or where the hoes
I’m always with my bros
I might be chose