brighter dayz

By BBF

On THE GHETTO DIVINE

Released on July 9, 2026

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Brighter dayz


[intro]

Brighter days

Yeah

(brrrrahhh)

Yo, yo, yo


[hook]

Look forward to brighter days

I been holding back my pain

Been hit with a 1000 canes

I was told “it’s just a phase”

I was told to get away

Travis greene lord make a way

Now im holding all this weight

Now im holding all this weight


[verse 1]

Look forward to brighter days

But the ends will find another way

Niggas dying, family’s crying almost everyday (why?)

Check the news to see lil niggas

Die in cruelest ways

And it was one of my niggas

I was in dismay

I won't lie, it filled me up with rage (AH)

Made me move outta pocket

But this ain’t how i behave (NAH)

No tay-k im a good yute

I know my place, the ghetto life ain’t my fate

So i grind harder, n dodge all the hate

Greedy niggas move with haste

It’s a marathon, not a race

U gotta work on the treadmill

U can’t scam ur way to a mill

The money gives me a thrill

Niggas really talk — (shhhh)

But u can’t spread , a bill

Money stretch like a bad bitch “i say touch ya toes”

Cali got me dead and gone like i made friend or foux (foux)

Wrong placements, bad company, turn men-into-hoes (ho)

Won’t stop this grinding, gettin bread with no abode, but i ain’t distracted to these vices im still on my mode (yeah yeah)

Cus that’s all i know (yeah yeah)

“classy hoes” sniffing ket n coke, seein dat got me feelin afflicted, wondering how life would be, if i was addicted, leaving my body evicted, soul leave ur body like an eagle with picnic

Huh trust, (AH)


[hook]

Look forward to brighter days

I been holding back my pain

Been hit with a 1000 canes

I was told “it’s just a phase”

I was told to get away (NAH)

Travis greene lord make a way

Now im holding, all this weight

Now im holding, all this weight


[verse 2]

I came from a generation of fully happy criminals, think ur tough on the net when all u do is subliminals, (SHUT UP)

In real life u ain’t on dat, when i use my fist, critical

Chunky hands for the combat, this shit gets biblical, (bang)

Asking God for a miracle

But he flakes u like cereal (hehh)

Blood all in his mouth

Knuckle sandwhich with one bang, (AH)

Brain scrambled like eggs, guess he got whacked tastefully like that scrambled egg yo

*interlude*


[intro]

Huh, huh, yo

(BRRRAAH)


[verse 3]

Nigga was so defeated

Now all he do is beg (WHY)

Brighter days ahead, brighter days ahead

No aqa, i took the test, got em down like im spraying pests, now im wondering what’s next?

The rosary that’s on my neck

So u know that im blessed

Bbf in the building

You see me i ain’t stressed

I keep it cordial, keep it cute

Cus i always say less

Huh yeah, TGD yeah TGD

THE GHETTO DIVINE, yeah, brighter dayz

(BRRRAHH)


[outro]

(You will have good days and you’ll have bad days, but you’ll always learn something more or something new and you will learn more overall on bad days than good days)