Better Times

Ya, praying for them better times Praying for them better times This world is in need of them better times Ya, man There's nothing left for me, my life or feelings that I've felt Times are getting more harder, I'm going through it by myself Praying for better times for our lives and the earth Drama's growing, hate is showing through crime that's getting worse I'm sick of life, this world and the people living in it Drowning in the misery, after swimming in it I admit, it drove me close to the end of my existence By adding more suspicions to my mental condition See, people these days, love to settle the beef By loading up to shoot niggas and leave em dead in the street From jealousy of what they hoped for, but never received And so they steal it from a person that's tryna succeed Too many enemies and unknown haters to detect They say, it's more to life than chasing paper for a check But that was my only mindset that I had, growing up Cause when it came to surviving, cash to me was enough Better times, praying for them better times But nothing's changing, so I guess it's Never mind I really can't stand living in this world of crime Feels like the crime is here for a lifetime If nothing's here for us, I guess we gotta go If we're the bad seeds, I guess we'll never grow We all lose control in this life at times But we still gotta pray for them better times, better times, better times There's not a spark for us to make a change Cause everything is staying the same So many people are dying at such a young age It's like we're born here to quickly die into the grave It's like we're born here to be a slave and it's crazy How everybody's lives are controlled by the system Instead of hearing negativity, we need the words of the wisdom But knowing people, they don't wanna listen Their only mission is hanging on the block Slanging dope, with a Glock in their hands, in position To rob any soul that is working for a living Just to end up servicing time for years in the prison Even that neighborhood watcher on the block Could get beaten to a pulp or get shot by the cops, pop No one is safe in this world of crime It's up to us to take a stand and pray for better times Better times, praying for them better times But nothing's changing, so I guess it's Never mind I really can't stand living in this world of crime Feels like the crime is here for a lifetime If nothing's here for us, I guess we gotta go If we're the bad seeds, I guess we'll never grow We all lose control in this life at times But we still gotta pray for them better times, better times, better times Living's feeling like a war that we're struggling in What are we living for? Life is harder to the core, everything is expensive But dying is cheap, easy, and inexpensive Expenses are taking everything that we've earned, yeah Death is taking turns, putting flesh in urns I'm at a point of no return, in my suicidal mind Suffering to survive, until I die trying Authorities in the office, raising what we can't afford Forcing rates of being poor to increase up on the score board It's only the beginning, cause the government has more in store Tricking our minds, like do you wanna hop on board?, Sure Then we end up trapped in society's debt And our opinions won't matter, no matter what we suggest What's left is for us to get together and find A way to fight, against the system and keep praying for them Better times, praying for them better times But nothing's changing, so I guess it's Never mind I really can't stand living in this world of crime Feels like the crime is here for a lifetime If nothing's here for us, I guess we gotta go If we're the bad seeds, I guess we'll never grow We all lose control in this life at times But we still gotta pray for them better times, better times, better times