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letra de better way - cody manson

better way lyrics
[intro: cody manson]
yeah!
trife life!
luck of the irish
famz what up?
look

[chorus: cody manson]
got so much evil at my throat (got so much evil at my throat)
it’s really trying to test my fate (it’s really trying to test my fate)
i’m so sick of selling dope (i’m so sick of selling dope)
there’s gotta be a better way (there’s gotta be a better way)
i know i need to sober up (i know i need to sober up)
but i don’t wanna feel the pain (but i don’t wanna feel the pain)
all these problems building up (all these problems building up)
i don’t know how much i can take

[verse 1: cody manson]
i ain’t perfect, never said i was
f-ck runner up, i’m numbеr one
there bе a lot of holes and a lot of blood
if you f-ck with me and the ones i love
for that one i loves someone sell they soul
don’t make no sense, it just how it go
don’t lose control, stay true to yourself
f-ck a record deal, you can do it yourself
you never get nowhere riding a coattail
throw your own show guarantee your tickets won’t sell
grams on a coke scale trying to make a dope sale
don’t go where i go, you can’t go there
a couple old friends switched up
convicted felon but i still clutch
sip more when i wake up
there’s two cups i don’t feel much
f-ck the internet, don’t really do the social media
but i’m that white boy from cleveland that everyone want features from
too fresh, could never be a bum
one hundred ’til the reaper come
got a twelve gauge pump for the ones who say i look like lil pump
don’t talk about it, be about it homie
i’m ’bout that action so you have to show me
you just fake flexin’ with them phony rollies
when i beat yo ass you call the police on me
don’t give a f-ck what they say
your chain looking like my payday
dropping bombs and screaming mayday
all these voices drive me crazy
[chorus: cody manson]
got so much evil at my throat (got so much evil at my throat)
it’s really trying to test my fate (it’s really trying to test my fate)
i’m so sick of selling dope (i’m so sick of selling dope)
there’s gotta be a better way (there’s gotta be a better way)
i know i need to sober up (i know i need to sober up)
but i don’t wanna feel the pain (but i don’t wanna feel the pain)
all these problems building up (all these problems building up)
i don’t know how much i can take

[verse 2: famz]
i got this weight on my shoulders, been ready to snap
been trying to get sober but now i want to relapse
paranoia’s my best friend, it keeps me on my toes
i stay on the rear view from years i’ve been slinging them bows (alright!)
i need a way out, so sick of the daily
i hate those around me, everyone of ’em shady
they all out to get me so i keep that thing with me
if i get caught slipping, i’ll turn their head to a chimney
a schizophrenic and these voices making me panic
heart racing in the stairwell as i’m scheming and planning
she doesn’t see it coming but i’ve been watching her for miles
just a simple sn-tch and grab to put some food in my mouth
gotta be a better way out, than struggling day to day
cannot make minimum pay because i’ve got tats on my face
so i resort to petty robbing, selling dope and mobbing
until i see a sign of change i don’t see that sh-t stopping
[chorus: cody manson]
got so much evil at my throat (got so much evil at my throat)
it’s really trying to test my fate (it’s really trying to test my fate)
i’m so sick of selling dope (i’m so sick of selling dope)
there’s gotta be a better way (there’s gotta be a better way)
i know i need to sober up (i know i need to sober up)
but i don’t wanna feel the pain (but i don’t wanna feel the pain)
all these problems building up (all these problems building up)
i don’t know how much i can take

- cody manson

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