JID, Johntá Austin - Better Days lyrics

I've done seen some better days before
Feeling like forever was a long time ago
Balancin' highs and the lows
Get your blindfold, only God knows
I've done seen some better days before
Feeling like forever was a long time ago
Balancin' highs and the lows
Get your blindfold, only God knows

Look, Twin, don't forget the better days
We been friends since ten
Back then, we told people we cousins, kin
The buses from my school couldn't
Come to whеre I live
So my mama used to drop mе at your crib
Like 4, maybe 5 A.M
I ain't get no good sleep
'til I was twenty-seven
I used to wear my big bro clothes
He used to let me borrow some of your clothes
I thought that I looked funny in 'em
It's only you and (censored)
Your parents used to treat me
Like they third son
I'm the first one buckin' on any person
Tryna make you feel hurt or something
You my brother, I murder something for you
Throw that dirty gun into the Chattahoochee
You Louis, I be Gucci
We was Webbie and Boosie with the low fade
Brush my hair for days
Still ain't have no waves
Now we talkin' through a window
While you in a cage
I'ma come get you when they
Figure out your date
I was in and out the States
You was rapid on the rage
Had Atlanta goin' crazy
I was packin' out the
Stage in different places
You hit me, said Cassandra had your baby
The day that Kobe died
I'm at the Grammy's in LA
Pray Allah can show you grace and
The law stay out the way
But when you caught that other case
I ain't know what your ass was thinking
My momma said to say
"You ain't too old to get a spankin'"
Still one of her children but she feel like
You need to be thankful you still here

I've done seen some better days before
Feeling like forever was a long time ago
Balancin' highs and the lows
Get your blindfold, only God knows
I've done seen some better days before
Feeling like forever was a long time ago
Balancin' highs and the lows
Get your blindfold, only God knows

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

Life gets too real, make you you
Life skills you build make you choose
Between old times and new waves
Fake friends and real snakes
False knowns and true values
Compute it to see through it, we do it
Take a moment to breathe
And achieve through it
Stay free through it 'cause your
Vision makes me your slave
(Uh, look)
So I pray for better days (Check)
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To make it to forever took a very long time
I took every wrong turn, packed a long line
Just for rapping long words
Fuck a net worth
I made a million off of merch
Pay the bills first and then
Invest in guest verses
Progress shit, the lessons, the blessings
The journey
Agitate the white guilt
Explain the black burden
The stresses, the entrance, the exit
The purpose
Prayin' that we see some better
Days between worse ones
Nothing's ever perfect but I made it
So my mom's ain't working
Off of murkin' instrumentals and
There's no coincidence
When I was little, I was very sensitive
Never was talkative, nigga
Don't even try to tickle him
Me and my brothers and sistanem
Slept in the same room
Suffered the same afflictions
See the reflection of a nigga
That never liked attention
Don't need acceptance from strangers
Coming in mentions
I got protection
Papa had the right prediction
Said I was destined to
Be whatever I envisioned
I manifested
Blessin' that I made it out
The club at twenty-seven
No weapon was formed against me
I formed against the weapon
Tried to stretch 'em but niggas sprintin'
If we don't catch 'em then
God'll get 'em then
We ain't gotta get into karma
Of bein' killer men
But you did in our better days
Now I miss my friend

I've done seen some better days before
(Uh, whoa, shit)
Feeling like forever was a long time ago
I've done seen some better days before
Feeling like forever was a long time ago