better day's × 2 still looking for better days better day's × 2 welcome to my better day's better days × 2 welcome to my sunny days dear lord, I pray for better days remember all the days I live on gutter I pray to make it like the big brothers to all my love once that past away cry with me, and learn on my shoulder I'll see your face in a better place together we pray for a brighter days. too much pain in the game life is like a race, I think about what we face before we get to this stage. too many dying days to all my young once that falls on the wrong ways. life is all about lost and gain take it easy, I know the struggle wasn't easy put your faith in God and pray for better days. better day's × 2 still looking for better days better day's × 2 welcome to my better day's better days × 2 welcome to my sunny days. rest in peace to all my brother's that falls on the street, that never get to see this better days before getting deceased. to all my homies sentence to jail praying hard to get bail, the lord sees you everyday. Jesus still live and Jesus love you, he feels your pain and he cares for you. don't cry, no pain no gain I love you like a brother I wonder this life we ​​all live on gutter. we was born and raised on ghetto fighting everyday on block, thought the killing gon stop, we all fight just to be on top. drop off your gun's let's think about the young once let's live in peace and not dye in pieces. better day's × 2 still looking for better days better day's × 2 welcome to my better day's better days × 2 welcome to my sunny days I was born and raised by a single mother when I was sixteen I was kick by my own father. now that am grown to be a man I gotta break bread with the brother's. watch over my baby sister she was so young and tender. growing up as a teenager this life we ​​all gotta face, as a man. pop's was a dead and hopeless man he wasn't there, and he doesn't care force me to be a man of the house my life is hard I pray to God provide for all my needs for all my brothers on the street. fighting hard just to feed they're hungry belleys. I think about my life every moment dear lord wipe away this hard predicament nothing good comes out from the government. God judge the president for the killing of the innocent I count every step. we gotta provide for our young kids and our dying baby's. I know it wasn't easy guys don't leave the young mothers, with they're baby's. fight for ur ladies for your growing seed. I promise you you gotta see the brighter days. (chorus) better day's × 2 still looking for better days better day's × 2 welcome to my better day's better days × 2 welcome to my sunny days (outro) I know how it is to all my brothers and to all my young sisters, that growing up. to all the single mothers, raising they're kids and seed. men that left them with the baby's I know it wasn't easy don't cry, don't cry. the lord feels your pain, stick ur head up don't give up, pray for better days God knows all your trouble. little mama going through a lot of drama to raise the young kids on the street. better days, better days, better days.