Better Things

Lyrics

Don't give a fuck about your man
 I'm just seeing what it's hitting for (Bitch I'm sayin')
 How you fronting on a kid though?
 You should fuck with me, girl
 You know what you need, girl
 See I used to livin' life up on my own, yeah
 In search of love and for a wife to call my own, yeah
 It's all I think about at nights when I'm all alone, yeah
 Swear that I can't get no rest in California, yeah, yeah
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 Uh, uh
 Uh, woo
 Swear this life is just a whole bunch of vices
 Niggas biting off of my shit, my dick
 Stay up in your chick ride stick without a license
 Tell her hold on like some vice grips
 Might just call her let her ride with a baller
 Look up on her face was priceless wonder what my type is
 Well tonight Mrs. Lightskin with a light mix, or a light switch
 White chick, darkskin complexion and she righteous
 I take a dyke chick if she like dick
 I kissed the dyke chick and I liked it
 Fucking each and every Katy Perry for the night bitch
 Light this
 Light it, light it, puff it, puff it, pass it, pass it
 (Moving on to better things, I'm sure)
 Bless, sit back and relax one time, clear your mind
 'Bout to send me back to my old ways
 Know what I'm saying?
 Yeah, I'm just, she making mistakes
 (Can't feed this addiction anymore)
 I've been puffin', rollin' up
 Cop a lot and pourin' up
 Plus my niggas know the plug
 A generation's thrown on drugs
 I swear that bitch Rita Ora got a big mouth
 Next time I see her might curse the bitch out
 Kicked the bitch out once 'cause she bitched out
 Spit my kids out, jizzed up all in her mouth and made the bitch bounce
 Ride with a nigga mane, and you know I stay fly like the jigga mane
 And it figures, 'cause here is something you can't understand
 I rather just kill it man, anyways
 Nowadays everybody's stressed, yes
 Animosity is better off your chest, yes
 Guess everybody want to stay blessed, stay fresh
 Take a nigga threats, but I'm up next, take debts
 Light it, light it, puff it, puff it, pass it, pass it (Moving on to better things)
 Inhale, exhale, relieve your mind of stress
 Smoke some one time for your boy A$AP
 (Can't feed this addiction anymore)
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 I've been puffin', rollin' up
 Cop a lot and pourin' up
 Plus my niggas know the plug
 A generation's thrown on drugs
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:19
Key
1
Tempo
101 BPM

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