Texty: T.I.. A Better Day.
It's okay, tomorrow'll be a better day
When you rent a day late and you tryna stay straight
But the only way to get it is to slang that weight
Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day
We all came in the world with a sparkle in our eye
Not knowing the only thing that we can promise is to die
A promise is a lot can't nobody guarantee it
And death around the corner can't nobody damn see it
I can't agree that God good at all time
But we all know shit ain't all good at all time
So I tote my strap in the hood and all time
But respect ain't just something that's understood in our time
Especially by our kind man I hate it for the future
Police don't wanna lock you up no more they wanna shoot you
And that's half as bad as these hatas'll do you
As soon as you get yo' loot up they wanna shoot up
Lord forbid to kill me, I bet you nobody knew what
Suckas get shot and police come straight to us
And that just how they do us ever since niggas blew up
I know you going through it, know I'm going through it too bro
When you rent a day late and you tryna stay straight
But the only way to get it is to slang that weight
Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day
When yo' daughter like 6 and her pops ain't shit
You ain't wanna tell her you and momma gotta go strip
Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day
I'm doing this for the hood and the kid wit no dad
I was just like y'all don't feel so bad
Know it's hard when you live so bad
They whoop yo' ass and they wonder why you still so bad
For long, ya get whooping's and just laugh
Momma washing clothes and find a lil' blue bag
She ask what you, what you doing, you tell her stunting like my daddy
You knew that I was gonna be a hustla when you had me
Look around, ma, you sent me to the store
To get some bread and I'm passing at least 8 J's or mo'
Rent been late for 8 days or mo'
But slanging blow a better habit than 8 days of snow
Ya out speeding wit the white and you see the blue lights
And you on yo' 3rd strike so the judge say life
Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day
If yo' son 14 and his dad a folk criminal
Hard to realize it, baby girl, but God with you
Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day
My momma girl son 14 just got killed, had to catch myself
'Bout to tell her I know how you feel, I'd a been a damn liar
See her trying not to cry, she know he in a better place
But she just wanna know why, know somebody touch mine
And a nigga gon' die, it's goin down
How dare I tell her to calm down?
I tried to convince her that he in God's arms now
She said I don't believe that there's a God right now
I know it's hard right now and yo' heart light now
But God give new beginnings you can start right now
Know you're scarred right now 'cause you apart right now
But shit you in better shape than we are right now
When you rent a day late and you tryna stay straight
But the only way to get it is to slang that weight
Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day
When yo' daughter like 6 and her pops ain't shit
You ain't wanna tell her you and momma gotta go strip
Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day
Ya out speedin' wit the white and ya see the blue lights
And you on yo' 3rd strike so the judge say life
Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day
If yo' son 14 and his dad a folk criminal
Hard to realize it, baby girl, but God with you
Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day
When you rent a day late and you tryna stay straight
But the only way to get it is to slang that weight
Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day
We all came in the world with a sparkle in our eye
Not knowing the only thing that we can promise is to die
A promise is a lot can't nobody guarantee it
And death around the corner can't nobody damn see it
I can't agree that God good at all time
But we all know shit ain't all good at all time
So I tote my strap in the hood and all time
But respect ain't just something that's understood in our time
Especially by our kind man I hate it for the future
Police don't wanna lock you up no more they wanna shoot you
And that's half as bad as these hatas'll do you
As soon as you get yo' loot up they wanna shoot up
Lord forbid to kill me, I bet you nobody knew what
Suckas get shot and police come straight to us
And that just how they do us ever since niggas blew up
I know you going through it, know I'm going through it too bro
When you rent a day late and you tryna stay straight
But the only way to get it is to slang that weight
Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day
When yo' daughter like 6 and her pops ain't shit
You ain't wanna tell her you and momma gotta go strip
Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day
I'm doing this for the hood and the kid wit no dad
I was just like y'all don't feel so bad
Know it's hard when you live so bad
They whoop yo' ass and they wonder why you still so bad
For long, ya get whooping's and just laugh
Momma washing clothes and find a lil' blue bag
She ask what you, what you doing, you tell her stunting like my daddy
You knew that I was gonna be a hustla when you had me
Look around, ma, you sent me to the store
To get some bread and I'm passing at least 8 J's or mo'
Rent been late for 8 days or mo'
But slanging blow a better habit than 8 days of snow
Ya out speeding wit the white and you see the blue lights
And you on yo' 3rd strike so the judge say life
Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day
If yo' son 14 and his dad a folk criminal
Hard to realize it, baby girl, but God with you
Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day
My momma girl son 14 just got killed, had to catch myself
'Bout to tell her I know how you feel, I'd a been a damn liar
See her trying not to cry, she know he in a better place
But she just wanna know why, know somebody touch mine
And a nigga gon' die, it's goin down
How dare I tell her to calm down?
I tried to convince her that he in God's arms now
She said I don't believe that there's a God right now
I know it's hard right now and yo' heart light now
But God give new beginnings you can start right now
Know you're scarred right now 'cause you apart right now
But shit you in better shape than we are right now
When you rent a day late and you tryna stay straight
But the only way to get it is to slang that weight
Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day
When yo' daughter like 6 and her pops ain't shit
You ain't wanna tell her you and momma gotta go strip
Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day
Ya out speedin' wit the white and ya see the blue lights
And you on yo' 3rd strike so the judge say life
Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day
If yo' son 14 and his dad a folk criminal
Hard to realize it, baby girl, but God with you
Okay, tomorrow'll be a better day