better - lyf the rapper lyrics
[intro]
that’s a wreck
for a check
[chorus]
you say you better, but you ain’t, i be going up in rank (all up)
i don’t got a pistol but you know i’m riding in that tank (in that tank)
i’m a smaller coming rapper but i’m still making bank (bank)
he be acting like a gangsta, but his choppa shooting blanks (how)
[verse]
shorty lying to your face, that’s something i would never take (never)
i’ve been trying to find a way out of this world that we all hate (find a way out)
i’ve been whipping in the kitchen you don’t know ’bout shaking bait (no)
i just like to stay original with things that i create
on the way, people switching for the money, they a fake (fake)
i’m a fisher when it comes to rapping, yeah, i’m never late (never)
pray to god i’ll be up right and hope i pass heaven’s gates (hopes)
yeah, the girl that said she love you said he talking to the jakes (she fake)
all these people like to chase, yeah, they always want to hate (haters)
i’ve been rapping for a while, i’m so good, i get a raise
i don’t know where my life is going, i feel like i’m in a maze (i’m lost)
never did it, won’t do drugs, but i feel like my heart is blazed
people say i am so young, and my rapping is amazing
yeah, they praying on my downfall with the mindset of it raising (crazy)
you know i’m just living life, at the stars, you know, i’m gazing (gazing)
if he ever did you wrong, hit my line, i’ll get him shaking
people always start a mess, we all know that i’m the best
on the track, and when it lapse, you know i never got to rest (you know i’m like that)
i’ve been living life on fast, yeah, i don’t got time to stress
after everything that’s happened, you know i’m still feeling blessed (still feeling blessed)
like a educated guess, you know that i am the best (i’m the best)
people hate on me for bragging, but i work so i can flex (so i can flex)
b*tches coming back to back, they making offers for a check
yeah, i like to work for me, not for people, that’s a wreck (wasting time)
[chorus]
(for a check)
you say you better, but you ain’t, i be going up in rank (all up)
i don’t got a pistol but you know i’m riding in that tank (in that tank)
i’m a smaller coming rapper but i’m still making bank
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