Lil Poppa — Doing Better
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They say, «What’s your plans for the season?» Get money and get even
Fuck hoes after these shows, once I’m cuming then she leaving
Chevy just called and said touchdown, them bitches sold by this evening
Could’ve went and bought a bust down, but I ain’t even have a reason
Still fighting with these demons
Lost my lil’ brother behind that drink and every since then I been leaning
I don’t know what you niggas thinking, spend racks when I’m in Neimus now
Never seen it coming, this that shit I used to dream about
When y’all comparing niggas, leave me out
I can only give the props to Bigga Rankin, that’s who help me out
And his loyalty only lasted for so long, so I took a different route
Fuck it, I’ll do it on my own, they ain’t tryna hear me out
Gon’ head pick it out, move moms in a bigger house
All the ones that did me wrong, I’m moving on, I ain’t forget about it
And any nigga you see around, they been around and gon’ kill about me
I know the real, my city know the real, fuck what you hear about me
And when I’m gone, none of you fake bitches, bet not drop no tear about me
Before my nigga died, he told me apply that pressure
So I been going overtime nothing less
Just ’cause I fuck with you, lil’ bitch, don’t mean you special
But if you hold a nigga down, I’ma bless you
When them new niggas try to come around, you can’t let ’em
Leave that nigga where you met ’em, cut ’em off, I’m doing better
Will I overcome it all in the end, ain’t no telling
Gotta make sure my niggas win ’cause if I don’t then I’m failing
Whatever they need, make sure I send Cash Appin and I’m zelling
Verses what I’m selling, I been lyrical since 11
Wish Ms. Barbara was here to see it but she in heaven
Connie don’t trip, we gon’ dedicate her to granny
I just want to take care the family, so I’m grinding
I see you shining and I’m proud of you
With what I spent on my siblings, shit, I could’ve went to Johnny too
My lil’ brother been told me stop being humble gon’ shine for Ku
Shit, fuck it, spend a dime or two, you know God got a time for you
They been told me God had a time for me, shit, I was just too blind to see
One hundred to the wrong ones, like, damn, why you lie to me?
His mama the strong one, I feel like I should’ve died with Leeke
They say we ain’t promised a long one but it’s something shit it gotta be
Before my nigga died, he told me apply that pressure
So I been going overtime nothing less
Just ’cause I fuck with you, lil’ bitch, don’t mean you special
But if you hold a nigga down, I’ma bless you
When them new niggas try to come around, you can’t let ’em
Leave that nigga where you met ’em, cut ’em off, I’m doing better
Will I overcome it all in the end, ain’t no telling
Gotta make sure my niggas win ’cause if I don’t then I’m failing
