Better Days.

By Pat Junior

On black & mild.

Released on June 2, 2017

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Verse 1:

Done seen some pain:

An open view to a lot of rain

And never seen the same (never seen the same)

A tainted lens, a few severed frames

I embraced the shade (embraced the shade)

Been an escapade to, a wave of change

And didn't drown away

Thank God I didn't drown away, now I can say

Doubtin inward is a loss (dirt)

I considered my own cost (worth)

Made my self my own boss (work)

Scheming cooking my own sauce (worse x 3)

Dripping in my confidence of pace, my escape

Cause I used to be my prisoner estate, aye

Pride steep, never really had an ID

Was living learning tryna find me

Elevated with education, I am in the makin, on a light beam

Heavy headed with the soul glow

Almost gave up on the low low

Contemplated every medication, I would end my life

A steady slow go, but oh no (no)

I had to keep on pushing through

Think on Roots

Kunta Kente with the reppin, we are Groot

I am proof, ooo

Pressing with a level mind

So when it's rough I'm always looking for the better times

Pre-Chorus // Chorus:

Tell your fear, depression, pain move out the way

This is just a momentary crowded space

Pick ya head up, get ya focus, andale

Them sunny waves coming

So you got to see them better days

Better Days, better Days, I can see the

Better Days, better Days, I can see the

Better Days, better Days, I can see the

Better Days, Better Days, I can seem em coming

(x2)

Verse 2:

A few years ago

I faced the tide, my biggest fear inside

Was to lose control (lose control)

My lofty goals, all washed aside

I couldn't dry the mold (couldn't dry the mold)

Hide and fold was an option though

Out the know was the obstacle

Cause I thought a job was the pot of gold

Graduated with a dope degree

Got my master's and I hoped to be

Stacking money to a noble peak

But unemployment really lowered me (yuh yuh)

I thought the man was really s'posed to make, all the bank

In the marriage, if he didn't he was bait, aye

Oddly, had to really really dodge me

Push to see the bigger crime scene

Motivated by opinions stated but the vision jaded and it robbed me then they put me on the blacklist

Made me something not to chat with

Growing hatred, cause I see the fakin

And it had me aching even past tense (past tense tense)

I had to keep on trucking through, think on "U"

Hauling out my stagnant feelings is the move

With the crew ooo

Pressing with the level mind

So when it's rough I'm always looking for the better times

Pre-Chorus // Hook