K Round - Better Plan

Yeah (yeah) (yeah)

I see the same S***, Nothin ever changed on me
Still the same S***, I can count the real homies
Still the same s***, Neighbors called the cops on me
Choppers flying through the hood, I think they lookin for me
I gotta do it all, Ain't nobody lookin out
Anybody know me, Really know what i'm about
I see the same things, I'm just trynna make it out
Married to the game, I'm just trynna make it count
No matter what, To the limit, Baby no doubts
I don't take breaks, Even when i'm smoked out
I'm on the right path. I mean i think i am
And if i'm not, Imma cook it by the hundred grams
I been dealing with a lot, You don't understand
Keep it movin, I been doin everything i can
I just wanna say i love you to my little man
Maybe god had a better plan

Maybe god had a better plan
Maybe something i don't understand
(Yeah)
Maybe something i don't understand
Maybe god had a better plan
Maybe something i don't understand
(Yeah)
Maybe something i don't understand

I'm still the same dude
Nothin really changed on me
Different day
But they talkin bout the same story
Look around, I can still see the same fonies
Still goin Through it, Bae still trippin on me
I really had enough, Think i really had enough
I keep it movin but i really feel like throwing up
Ain't nobody look around, They don't look at us
We ain't got a choice, We ain't never givin up
I'm about to live it up
To the limit baby, I don't really give a what!
Fall down, All you gotta do is get back up
Yeah i'm broke but i'm sounding like a million bucks
Homie this is what it is
Life's hard but you gotta do it for the kids
Give me one shot, You know imma murder this
Life's crazy, I never thought it be like this

Maybe god had a better plan
Maybe something i don't understand
(Yeah)
Maybe something i don't understand
Maybe god had a better plan
Maybe something i don't understand
(Yeah)
Maybe something i don't understand

Real talk but the world doesn't give a damn
Growing up, Lookin up at the dope man
Thug life, So you know i had to be the man
They ain't listening, So imma make em understand
A young kid with the 9 tucked in the belt
Mad at the world, Homie i just needed help
I was lost, Now i'm good, I don't need your help
Real talk and i did it by myself

Written by:
K Round

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