life with blinders on, take a chance and never say never. If you think your life is going wrong, then just kill time 'cause there's always better days ahead
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I'm lying to myself. Assuming that I had your heart. And I wish I had the courage to say.... That it's alright, it's okay. You're not special anyway
live life with blinders on, take a chance and never say never. If you think your life is going wrong, then just kill time 'cause there's always better days ahead
so young better days ahead do you remember back when we were so tight such good friends and not just tolerating each day in our own ways how many more days
time to gather all the things we need to fly There's better days ahead, just wave good-bye we've better things to do now you and I. There's better days ahead
they start taking my niggas to the precinct That's all back in the day yo that ain't nothing recent 'Cause now-a-days it be bitches we like to speak
Sometimes you kick Sometimes you get kicked Sometimes you kick Sometimes you get kicked, baby Look ahead But don't mix it up Baby look ahead To better days and better
bleed the same way as you do And we all have the same things to go through Hold on, if you feel like letting go Hold on, it gets better than you know Days
'll never know This could be the moment that turns into a lifetime Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah , ah, ah And always remember that your brighter days are up ahead
'til the sundown Deadly issues of telekinesis Better show love or lay down I'ma treat it like a race and I gotta win it Ahead of you bums with the Bone
nigga y'all, better get your paper Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper Money's my thang gonna get me some Money, I'm gonna get me some Say my nigga y'all, better
I'll hunt you bastards, zip 'em in casket, here to get drastic, fast in a hurry. Is you ready for me magic? Let 'em blast, and nigga, better burn, then
and do ya thing but when you tired of showin ya titties give me a ring I like a woman gettin hers cause that's better then her tryna come up off mine
Oh what can I do What can I do To make it better, yeah, yeah I thank the Lord for every morning he allows me to rise And though the sun is shining there
in tears And pray til it hurts Prick my fingers Til the blood stains would cover the page Wipe my eyes and look ahead And hope to see better days I turn
need not worry 'bout me, baby Maybe I'm not exactly what you want me to be Maybe you need not worry 'bout me, my G No lie some days are better days