Making Me Better

Lyrics

1st verse:
Back from the gutter west side thug, got the change up share the
best side love
taking the long road cause the short roads closed
pounce on vipers like them Cali boys bounce 4's
Everybody knows G's get hit hard
and a hundred times tougher when ya rapping bout God
Its whatever with ya fake laugh and plastic smile
I'm still growing call me raps
illegitimate child
I never give up, I never give in,
I never quit
Flame throwing with this ghetto blowing fire I Spit
You played me like you won't see me again get stuck
I'm blowing up, still rapping the same And what?
I never give up!

HOOK: (2X
As long as these trials keep making me better
Long as these fans and these inmates keep writing me letters
I never give up
All you snakes and vipers blocking my cheddar
You cut my skin you just making me leather dog its whatever
I never give up

2nd verse :
One of Gods number one soldiers in the enemies hold
I wouldn't shave, I wouldn't get out the bed or put on clothes
I was, burned out tired of carrying the light
Like Elijah felt like the only one in the fight
But every letter came said the music making me change
Rep his name never quit keep doing your thing
So uh... that's aiight you can keep your Lil deal
I A Vet Imma bet on me for keeping it Trill
one time for preacher boy and big baby from SWAT
Ain't nobody wanna to touch us until we lit up the spot, its hot
We never lukewarm and turning it down turn it up if you like bumpin' the sound get down
I never give up

HOOK: (2X
As Long as these trials keep making me better
Long as these fans and these inmates keep writing me letters
I never give up
All you snakes and vipers blocking my cheddar
You cut my skin you just making me leather dog its whatever
I never give up

3rd verse
Every great man spent time alone
With God in the trial fo he made'em
hot in they zone
So Who am I not to get mine and take'em in stride
It ain't my battle anyway
I'm just down for the ride_
Down to be used and down to be a mouth of the word
Overseas in the suburbs and for the G's on the curb_
I never give up
and when I'm grinding making these beats
And writing Rhymes 90 percent of these rappers is sleep
You stop grinding first chance you got to roll on Chrome
I got to make the donuts till my father takes me home
Mail man for God I guarantee you getting his letters
Fo the devil grip you tight like
Mr Rogers sweater
I never give up

HOOK: (4X)
As Long as these trials keep making me better
Long as these fans and these inmates keep writing me letters
I never give up
All you snakes and vipers blocking my cheddar
You cut my skin you just making me leather dog its whatever
I never give up