Better Dayz - Trae Tha Truth, T.I., Rara

Stayin' alive sometimes hard work, today

You got a problem, go to God first and pray

That won’t He do it, it could always be worse

Every day a good day, when He above the dirt

Another day, another bill that I have to pay

The weed man said he was five minutes away

And that was yesterday

But it could always be worse

Every day a good day when He above the dirt

I had young thot givin' me top, sittin' in a hotbox

I was 14 years old workin' the Duwop

All eyes on me, nigga, thought I was 2Pac

Fucked the wrong young nigga' girl, I need two Glocks

Tryna' ride drop-top Ville, for the summertime

Young nigga put in work, I had a hundred grand

Lot of niggas pack up leave, streetlights on

Where the fuck was I gon' go?

I had no home

Asked my partner, «Can I come over?

Sleep on the sofa?»

Had to get out grandma crib, I’m no pushover

Treat a nigga like I’m a Orphan

Fussin and arguin

So I need everything that I own, don’t do no bargain

Jumped up out the porch, and fell in love with drugs

It was what it was, of course, I’m just a thug

Had to skip them boy’s and girls find me a plug

I want big ol' diamonds, and minks, all the allures

Stayin' alive sometimes hard work, today

You got a problem, go to God first and pray

That won’t He do it, it could always be worse

Every day a good day, when you above the dirt

Another day, another bill that I have to pay

The weed man said he was five minutes away

And that was yesterday

But it could always be worse

Every day a good day when you above the dirt

Remember that

Day for day, dealin' with struggles, I’m nothing new to

Prayin' I could see somethin' better, only a few do

Dreams of pullin' up something foreign, I’m in a Who Do

Solo on the block sweatin' bullets, it’s what I’m used to

Pride hit me, all in my feelings, lookin' at niggas win

«How the fuck the Truth gon' make it?»

I’m movin' 3 for 10's

Lookin' like I’m homeless and broke

I’m damn-near out of wind

Aggravated, caught me a robbery, headed to the pen

Feeling like my life hit bottom, it can’t go no less

Lost my re-up runnin' from laws, like, «What the fuck next?»

Trappin full-time with work, but ain’t got no checks

What the fuck do I got to show?

Other than more stress

Older brother stuck in a cell, tellin' me give 'em hell

He ain’t have the money for bail, I’m back to work the scale

Told me I should think about rappin'

I told him, «Time will tell»

For now lil bro was reppin' the block

So they would find the smell

Stayin' alive sometimes hard work, today

You got a problem, go to God first and pray

That won’t He do it, it could always be worse

Every day a good day, when He above the dirt

Another day, another bill that I have to pay

The weed man said he was five minutes away

And that was yesterday

But it could always be worse

Every day a good day when you He the dirt

Remember that