Better Me

[Verse 1] I get a ghetto gospel, only right considering the ghetto was my Hostel Memory is gone but I’m recalling all through High School Even at my lowest I was sitting on my high stool, that’s what being high do If I couldn’t do shit, was always able to tote They told that a nigga would die before I was able to vote Probably cause me and my constituents and all the shit we did The M.R.I couldn’t tell you what the issue is With my treason came a cause that I believed in Is it really wrong if a nigga got a reason? At times I had to take dough, nigga did whatever for a peso Being from the hood ‘ll be my scapegoat Or can it be, cause I wasn’t born into a canopy Maybe I was prone to falling in love with vanity Tell me shit you reap is the shit you sow Tell God I’m better then the shit I show, I gotta grow [Hook:2X (Incubus sample "dig" Sped up)] Another, Dig me up from under what is covering The better part of me [Verse 2] Now niggas say I floss too much So, has he changed cause I don’t think that thousand dollar T costs too much All they should say is that he’s strong, came out the fire unscathed Yea I carried on, Lou Vuitton carry on Had the ‘matti’ on, but my blessings at a delay Now to lace my chick at Esay is sort of cliche Plane ain’t gon never land, unless it’s in Netherlands 20 on that gold face breightling with the leather band Asked for a better hand I tried colliding with my problems, yea, I never ran That would make me less a man I ain’t go from not having it to being arrogant I dreamt, went grabbin it, just being passionate Some niggas get complacent, why? Dudes is new born birds just afraid to fly If your foot's on the brakes, can’t ride Me, I spread my wings inhale and embrace that high [Hook] Another, Dig me up from under what is covering The better part of me [Bridge] Give it away, give it away, give it away now! Give it away, give it away, give it away now! Give it away, give it away, give it away now! Give it away, give it away, give it away now! [Verse 3] Part of me was gruesome, I ain’t change, I grew some And if I did change I’d welcome that shit to come Dudes that smoked trees with me, dudes that used to be with me They say I switched up on ‘em and did a 360 Cause I don’t burn it down, but to me it’s common sense Wanna see the other side? Gotta turn around Show ‘em ya game face I tell ‘em we was on the same track but wasn’t running that same race We ain’t in the same space, but I ain’t gonna change pace Something won’t let me slow down, I can’t explain fate So don’t say I went from broke to bourgeois I’m far from high end, I just know what suits me Ma’fucka! [Hook]