peers, yet I feel so alone... reduced to drones we'll pack the streets from nine to five we'll leave our homes, pinch our pennies for the rainy days to
the heart to fight Nigga my girlfriend, though we seperated at times I knew deep inside, baby girl would always be mine Picked you up when you was nine
got to make a better way (You got to make a better way) You got to make a better way (Yeah, better days ahead) Better days ahead (Better days ahead) Better days
made She got the heart to fight Nigga, my girlfriend Though we separated at times I knew deep inside baby girl 'll always be mine Picked you up when you was nine