Gotta Do Better & Pray

Q— QRN, yeah, yeah

Lil' shawty, I miss ya

I know I'm distant, girl, I'm chasin' the skrilla

She know that I ain't been the same since I lost my lil' ****

On top of that, I caught a case, they got me lost in the system

Been through so many heartbreaks, I got so much on my mental

Locked behind bars, my heart scarred like yeah, yeah, yeah

Do I miss them foreign broads? Like yeah, yeah, yeah

Shootouts out them foreign cars like yeah, yeah, yeah

I ran this shit up with my boys like yeah, yeah, yeah

I hit my knees like, "Is there love for a thug ****?" (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Fuck the police 'cause ain't no love for a drug dealer (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Want me with life up in prison

I know it's short, but it's the life in the trenches (Like yeah, yeah, yeah)

Girl, you so right, I'm in my feelings, I should give you a million (Like yeah, yeah, yeah)

My lil' **** want me slingin' thirties (Slingin' thirties)

But I gotta do better and pray

Pussy **** dissed me, he got murdered (Uh)

Murdered the boy on the curb right there, swingin' K's

Bitch, I know so many dead boys like I'm Boose

I caught a fed charge, now I'm paranoid they gon' do me

Swear I can hear my grandma voice, she 'posed to be in a movie

Talkin' to me like, "Tyquian, you made it out, boy, you stupid"

I feel like Snoop out Baby Boy 'cause it ain't shit I ain't seen

Youngin really ain't got no choice, he trappin', servin' them fiends

Whoever thought that I'd be on this rappin' shit was a dream

I made some millions off this shit without my face on a tee

Lil' shawty, I miss ya

I know I'm distant, girl, I'm chasin' the skrilla

She know that I ain't been the same since I lost my lil' ****

On top of that, I caught a case, they got me lost in the system

Been through so many heartbreaks, I got so much on my mental

Locked behind bars, my heart scarred like yeah, yeah, yeah

Do I miss them foreign broads? Like yeah, yeah, yeah

Shootouts out them foreign cars like yeah, yeah, yeah

I ran this shit up with my boys like yeah, yeah, yeah

I hit my knees like, "Is there love for a thug ****?" (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Fuck the police 'cause ain't no love for a drug dealer (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Want me with life up in prison

I know it's short, but it's the life in the trenches (Like yeah, yeah, yeah)

Girl, you so right, I'm in my feelings, I should give you a million (Like yeah, yeah, yeah)

My lil' **** want me slingin' thirties (Slingin' thirties)

But I gotta do better and pray

Pussy **** dissed me, he got murdered (Uh)

Murdered the boy on the curb right there, swingin' K's

Shawty, I need you on my side, this ain't my first time doin' time

I promise this my last time, I know I said that last time

My pen and pad, I'm writin' rhymes just tryna get me through the time

Things on my mind, but every time she ask me, I'ma say I'm fine

I need somebody for to hold me

I been goin' through this by my lonely

No, you ain't gotta be my bitch, just be my homie

Place in your heart, it ain't no way to go

I hope this be your favorite song on the radio

Lil' shawty, I miss ya

I know I'm distant, girl, I'm chasin' the skrilla

She know that I ain't been the same since I lost my lil' ****

On top of that, I caught a case, they got me lost in the system

Been through so many heartbreaks, I got so much on my mental

Locked behind bars, my heart scarred like yeah, yeah, yeah

Do I miss them foreign broads? Like yeah, yeah, yeah

Shootouts out them foreign cars like yeah, yeah, yeah

I ran this shit up with my boys like yeah, yeah, yeah

I hit my knees like, "Is there love for a thug ****?" (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Fuck the police 'cause ain't no love for a drug dealer (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Want me with life up in prison

I know it's short, but it's the life in the trenches (Like yeah, yeah, yeah)

Girl, you so right, I'm in my feelings, I should give you a million (Like yeah, yeah, yeah)