[Intro]
Yeah
I hope the days gon' get better
I'm goin' harder than ever
You know I'm sayin'?

[Hook]
We gon' fight through the storm, we gon' be okay
We gon' make it out the trenches, we gon' be straight
Put my haters on blast, they need to get off my ass
My n***as fightin' through the pain, we tryna get this cash
Me and my homies gon' win, it's a life of sin
Spend this cash on my wifey, puttin' this work in
I'm goin' harder than ever, hope the days get better
We tryna stay out of trouble, days will get better
And that's on facts

[Verse 1]
My two haters wanna diss me, cuz I sided with two girls
My friend 'Kenna told the truth, she always bein' a nice girl
NyTheKid, that's my homie, we doin' this shit for life
Tryin' to win, shit on them haters, rich n***a life
Put a ring on my crush's finger, will you be my wife?
I promise you I do you better, spend the rest of our lives
Snitches and rats, they'll never win, I don't feel sorry for you
D&E, always be opps, never change, it's crazy but it's true
I'm just tryna be a star, fly so high, I'm goin' to Mars
I done came from the start, time for a fresh start
I don't fuck with fake n***as, I'm a statue, public figure
All my haters started trippin', they hatin' cuz I'm a real n***a
[Hook]
We gon' fight through the storm, we gon' be okay
We gon' make it out the trenches, we gon' be straight
Put my haters on blast, they need to get off my ass
My n***as fightin' through the pain, we tryna get this cash
Me and my homies gon' win, it's a life of sin
Spend this cash on my wifey, puttin' this work in
I'm goin' harder than ever, hope the days get better
We tryna stay out of trouble, days will get better
And that's on facts

[Verse 2]
I remember one time, my friend lied to my friend Kiley
That I was gettin' jiggy with her, that's a lie, she wasn't sorry
She ended up believing her, she tryna get me into trouble
One day, 'Kenna apologized, and now we good, ain't no trouble
D&E are now my opps
We used to be friends, and now they my opps
He lied on my friend, he tried to accuse her
They wanna diss me, 'cuz they
(Enemies) How many of us have them?
(Enemies) Ones we can depend on
(Enemies)

[Hook]
We gon' fight through the storm, we gon' be okay
We gon' make it out the trenches, we gon' be straight
Put my haters on blast, they need to get off my ass
My n***as fightin' through the pain, we tryna get this cash
Me and my homies gon' win, it's a life of sin
Spend this cash on my wifey, puttin' this work in
I'm goin' harder than ever, hope the days get better
We tryna stay out of trouble, days will get better
And that's on facts