Better Days - Kodak Black, Choo Choo

I know I’ma see a better day

It gotta be a better place

Gotta get up out of Section 8

I dream about it everyday

Everybody is selling yay

It gotta be a better way

It gotta be a better way

Hey, look, check, look, look, look

I know Imma see a better day

It gotta be a better place

Gotta get up out of Section 8

I dream about it everyday

Everybody is selling yay

It gotta be a better way

I’m out here on a cheddar chase

I was on route 9 tryna get it straight

I feel that lil bro shit killing me

Wanna yard stealing me

My friends turned to my enemies

I ain’t been rapping or nothing i’m only feeling me

They know I had to blow up

Yeah I had to flew up

Flying to North Carolina they sayin' Choo Choo done grown up

Thinkin' how imma feel that time i was to up

Lot a liquor from the bar I fucked around and threw up

Fucking with some old friends tryna get my crew up

God knew it, watching me waiting for me screw up

Separate me, whatever it is for me to move up

Too much hating got me thinking gon' pick the tool up

That’s what they want, put the gun down they trying to fool us

That’s what I’m here, I’m a little older so imma school us

I used to be that bad ass jit on the school bus

Kicking ass, real, I’m crazy, I had to pull her

No ma, I’m somebody and imma be that

I’m on the come up, tell grandma, believe that

My other fam, i don’t really think that they’d believe that

People don’t wanna believe when they can’t see that

Thanks to Lil Kodak, 1k, got my groove back

Be great, all you could be, no matter who laugh

On your team, just keep goin', Choo Choo back

1k, you my lil nigga Lil Kodak, that real

I know Imma do me something great

Fourth quarter, imma ball, I don’t pump fake

I gotta put my brother in a coupe

I need filet mignon, I’m tired of noodle soup

And I been out here going strong in the vocal booth

I just keep it 1K, how I’m supposed to do

90 baby, I just wanna win

I just hope for God to show me who my real friends

I have being going all out now I’m all in

Hoes been runnin' up to me when I walk in

Real slimy, niggas ain’t cuttin'

Trick you off the streets, have a nigga cased up

I was out here sleep, had to wake up

I be ten toes down everyday, bruh

I try to maintain, let my nuts hang

It’s the same thing young nigga, same thing (selling dope)

I’m stayin' patient, waiting on a blessin'

Rather hit the studio than a class session

Hell raisin on ya boy since 97

Hard headed lil nigga never learned my lesson

Everybody tryna grind up a brick

Hit a lick, go broke, hit another lick

I used to treat him like my brother but that nigga snitch

Had to wait fourth quarter, I was on the bench