The Better Life Lyrics

[Letra de "The Better Life"]

[Intro]
Better Life
One an mama for a better life
Been homies be ma for a...
Better Life (Yeh)
Back
Kiddy is back
Two thousands of lean

[Verso 1]
Just way home on the tax, come in
Nine of five flame in this see we running
Bitch I came from Spain
Black in the line mom f*ck this don't play
Ain't no time for these lains
They see dick's kidd is a problem
You got under black and pink, yeah, bitch
I got that have that shits on my bins
Give me the lean
Give me the whip
Money for my famies or an lean
Back come Spain
Shots on the filled
Shoots run away, big for got kill
These why I'm solo in this new hood
Shout out to all my true blood
We are on subwood
And in so hoes
They kick hittin' to my trucks-trucks
f*ck it, 'I'mma a give one hunnie
Homes and sold dope for the money
I still dreaming with a black Maseratti
Straight on clothes and my fashion designer
And run fat flame that fashion disagner
Got my on brain this bitches go like damn
Ye-eh, and no shit go like that, f*ck up bad bitch wore a nice tear

[Estribillo]
These what run an outside why they hate on nats, for my squad and my mom for a better life
They hating cuz know we rocking and these bitches won't stop coming
I'm on Spain homies with my mom for a better life

[Puente]
Coming to the some a bitch
For the money without sicks
Money all that, everything
Money all that, everything
Coming to the some a bitch
For the money without sicks Money all that, everything
Money all that, everything

[Verso 2]
Homies call me Pablo, scope, scope, scope
Ain't yo hoe call me chulo guapo, looking for the pesos
Like el Chapo, in the bando, trusted trigger, hasta luego
Dirty money with are clippy clean
All my staff sound nuevo
I got the leave turned around on an on
Cap me from she I ain't driven sad
All with scaped in real till I die
Faster bitch, she oh my god
She oh my god, she on my block
All our soul, me pocket get in fat
She said, she's broken she's nasty not, she's nasty bad, she coming fast
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
'I'mma OG got the plug on the lolo
Straight Colombia cuz like polo
Low with the top gang yo chico loco
Shot out she my hero phone papis
Young disegner, young Ali
My close more fresh then carries
When I had sick, and a love be
On Spain I'm on a fill like Italy
Bad bitches see me and call me papi
Mami see me for get money
She cock the p*ssy like huh

[Estribillo]
These what run an outside why they hate on nats, for my squad and my mom for a better life
They hating cuz know we rocking and these bitches won't stop coming
I'm on Spain homies with my mom for a better life

[Puente]
Coming to the some a bitch
For the money without sicks
Money all that, everything
Money all that, everything
Coming to the some a bitch
For the money without sicks
Money all that, everything
Money all that, everything

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