Doing Better

They say, "What's your plans for the season?", get money and get even

Fuck hoes after these shows, once I'm cumming, then she leaving

Chevy just called and said touchdown, them bitches sold by this evening

Could've went and bought a bust down, but I ain't even have a reason

Still fighting with these demons

Lost my lil' brother behind that drink, and ever since then, I been leaning

I don't know what you **** thinking, spend racks when I'm in Neiman's now

Never seen it coming, this that shit I used to dream about

When y'all comparing ****, leave me out

I can only give the props to Big and Rankin, that's who helped me out

And his loyalty only lasted for so long, so I took a different route

Fuck it, I'll do it on my own, they ain't tryna hear me out

Gon' head pick it out, move moms in a bigger house

All the ones that did me wrong, I'm moving on, I ain't forget about it

Any **** you see around, they been around and gon' kill about me

I know the real, my city know the real, fuck what you hear about me

And when I'm gone, none of you fake bitches bet not drop no tear about me

Before my **** died, he told me apply that pressure

So I been going overtime, nothing less

Just 'cause I fuck with you, lil' bitch, don't mean you special

But if you hold a **** down, I'ma bless you

When them new **** try to come around, you can't let 'em

Leave that **** where you met 'em, cut 'em off, I'm doing better

Will I overcome it all in the end, ain't no telling

Gotta make sure my **** win 'cause if I don't, then I'm failing

Whatever they need, make sure I send, Cash Appin' and I'm Zellein'

A verse is what I'm selling, I been lyrical since eleven

Wish Miss Barbara was here to see it, but she in heaven

Connie don't trip, we gon' dedicate her to granny

I just want to take care the family, so I'm grinding

I see you shining and I'm proud of you

With what I spent on my siblings, shit, I could've went to Johnny, too

My lil' brother been told me stop being humble, gon' shine for Ku

Shit, fuck it, spend a dime or two, you know God got a time for you

They been told me God had a time for me, shit, I was just too blind to see

One hundred to the wrong ones, like, damn, why you lie to me?

His mama the strong one, I feel like I should've died with Leeke

They say we ain't promised a long one, but it's something, shit, it gotta be

Before my **** died, he told me apply that pressure

So I been going overtime, nothing less

Just 'cause I fuck with you, lil' bitch, don't mean you special

But if you hold a **** down, I'ma bless you

When them new **** try to come around, you can't let 'em

Leave that **** where you met 'em, cut 'em off, I'm doing better

Will I overcome it all in the end, ain't no telling

Gotta make sure my **** win 'cause if I don't, then I'm failing