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T.I. - Be Better Than Me lyrics
[Verse 1] I never know whether I'm livin fo tomorrow or dyin fo today But either way I'm tryna move a hundred dymes in a day They sat that crime don't pay, but I'm gone stay on the grind in the A Wit the same ole j's I know the lames gone say that I done changed no way I'm in the gutta everyday tryna slang mo ya In the middle of the trap, we hang the dro blaze Niggaz in the trap ain't changed in 4 dayz Waitin on a page dat sayin the blow came Instead of us just finding mo ways to get paid Anyway, in the fire, I done been there homey Niggaz ball, niggaz die and ain't shit fair homey Dem crackers give ya some time and get to sit there homey My niggaz dyin, I'll see ya when I get there homey Ay, Born alone, die alone in life But right or wrong, folk it's on fo life Just be betta than me [Chorus] Shawty, the streets ain't the place to be I'm telling you cuz it's to late fo me Ay be betta than me Crackas love nuttin betta to see then young niggaz wit a felony sheet So be betta than me I know ya mamma waitin faithfully on her baby to graduate ya see You way betta than me Betta than us, betta than this, take a chance nigga change some shit You could be betta than me [Verse 2] Ay, its rules in the game son, learn it young When dez hatas speak yo name man burn dey tongue Neva be ashamed of how ya live or where ya from You stack a mill, niggaz will see how far you come Without a gun, you got somethin'll make 'em bar you son That's a million dollar mind, why, dez niggaz is dumb Yea they gon get outta line, but dez niggaz is scum They outta sight and outta mind 'til you visit the slum, stay down Stay on the grind and yo digits'll come, bottom line You gotta shine no matta what you become Dez streets is 40 percent of yo mind and 5 percent muscle 10 struggle, 10 time, and 35 percent hustle And trust if dey don't burry the scared, dey burry the dead When anticipatin pistol play, be very prepared And if you ain't, find somewhere to burry yo head Because them hot ones from the choppas tear ya body to shreds I said [Chorus] Shawty, the streets ain't the place to be I'm telling you cuz it's to late fo me Ay be betta than me Crackas love nuttin betta to see then young niggaz wit a felony sheet So be betta than me I know ya mamma waitin faithfully on her baby to graduate ya see You way betta than me Betta than us, betta than this, take a chance nigga change some shit You could be betta than me [Verse 3] In a broke down Cadillac, ridin' high Not many trusts in this life either shine or die Ima live one of two ways, either grind or cry And Ima grind it out, even if I'm dyin it out Ain't got no mo than me, so what the fuck you lyin about That man right there, but ain't gon be when dey start findin out That that bullshit you be talkin ain't the real deal That ain't you blow, them ain't yo cars so how you really live See what you need to do is take a chilly-willy pill Go and chill yo ass out, fo dey deal yo ass out A bad hand from a mad man, in a mad clan All dem otha niggaz take a fall you gon take the last stand Gnawed in, sawed in, how everybody ball when everybody else is all in you don't know where to fall in? Need some Flaw Henn, I'm telling you shawty and don't be buyin none of dat bullshit sellin you shawty And all that otha shit they talkin is irrelevant shawty Tell 'em, show you the papa, fo dey show you the cable You see a whole different nigga when you open dem drables follow hatas nuttin holy can saves us Shawty be betta than me [Chorus] Shawty, the streets ain't the place to be I'm telling you cuz it's to late fo me Ay be betta than me Crackas love nuttin betta to see then young niggaz wit a felony sheet So be betta than me I know ya mamma waitin faithfully on her baby to graduate ya see You way betta than me Betta than us, betta than this, take a chance nigga change some shit You could be betta than me. [Repeat 1] |
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