Better Off

I just think I’m better off alone
I don’t need these girls to be all up in my phone
I just wanna handle business take my ass home
Next girl I’m with I’ll prolly end up doin her wrong
Better off alone
Better off alone

Now I’m driving solo in the coupe
Now I’m crashing foreign after foreign
Like it’s cool
Now Im Rollin dolo I don’t pull up with a group
No I don’t mean blocboy when I tell ya I’m gone shoot

Now I pull up in the lex uhh
Window down in the lex uhh
Screaming fuck my ex uhh
All she wanna do is flex uhh
She know A nigga was the best uhh
And she left a nigga stressed uhh
Now I’m runnin to the checks uhh
She still give a nigga sex uhh

Ayy

I’m on my way to the top
I’m on my way to the Guap
Yeezy my shoes and my socks
All these niggas do is talk
All these other rappers flop
Some niggas they get props
Wait til me and cliff drop

Uhh ayyy

Think I’m better by my lonely
My Next girl is a trophy
But now it’s me and me only
Cuz niggas and bitches so phony
Niggas act so boldly
Man I thought you was the homie
Keeping my enemies closely
Truly its killing me slowly
Cuz now my heart cold goalie
But now I Ball hard Kobe
Ball til I’m old Ginobli
Everybody knows the old me
Remember what some of y’all told me
Nah imma keep that Lowkey
Y’all watching from the nosebleeds

I just think I’m better off alone
I don’t need these girls to be all up in my phone
I just wanna handle business take my ass home
Next girl I’m with I’ll prolly end up doin her wrong

Now I’m driving solo in the coupe
Now I’m crashing foreign after foreign
Like it’s cool
Now Im Rollin dolo I don’t pull up with a group
No I don’t mean blocboy when I tell ya I’m gone shoot

Yeh I’m Better off alone
Take pills to feel at home (yeh yeh)
Chrome to a nigga dome
Asking god let his son home (yeh please)
Leave a nigga aLone
Not answering my phone (nah nah)
T shirt be V Lone
Fly as fuck
Y’all my clones (yeh clones)

This shit is set and stone
Don’t try to take me out my zone (nah nah)
If you Try to conquer me
Boy You will get overthrown (yeh he gone)
She think I am a dog
I had to give the bitch the bone (roof dog)
Don’t got time to beef
Motherfucker I am grown (Nigga I’m grown)

Lost bitches in the past
Sometimes I wish I had (reminiscing)
But now I’m gettin to the bag
Never goin out sad (ain’t goin our sad)
Now I got them riches
I came up from rags (out the dirt)
Now I’m rockin fly shit
I can let a nigga check the tag (Supreme)

160 on the dash
I tried to push it and I crashed (nah nah)
Mama said that’s ya ass
Lucky you ain’t in casket (thank god)
Man I wrecked the Beamer
Now I dreamed of when I had it (R.I.P)
Finna go and cop another one
When I’m ballin like Madden