Better Things

I remember when you told me
You said you'd never leave me lonely
But that was part of your games
I remember when your homies
Said they saw you with another girl
Just the other day

Now i’m sitting here
Wondering what went wrong
Why you got another chick
Clinging on to your arm
But i wish you the best
With all your broke promises

Never chase him that's number one
Cus he gon do what he want
If you can't do it on your own
Then you gotta flex like you on
(Don’t run back)
There's plenty more dudes on the row
Find the one who's down to come home
When you wake up in the early morn
He gon have a crown waiting by the throne
You can't trust none of these bitches with top Missions
Cus they get be gettin so messy with decisions
Talking bout how they be sending pictures to Your man
While you be laying all up in his bed

If you want him so bad
You can go ahead and keep him
Because i'm getting my bag
Ain't got time for misdemeanors
You steady talking that trash
Ain't got to worry bout that
I'm doing bigger and better things

I’m out here chillin with your broskies
They say they want to get to know me
But that ain’t part of my ways
“It was really nice to meet ya
But now i gotta see ya”
Drove back to my lil place

Now i'm sitting here
Wondering what went wrong
Why you got another chick
Clinging on to your arm
But, i wish you the best
With all your broke promises

I don’t want him
You have him
I'm fine just by myself
Cus what he did to me
He gon flip right on someone else
In the end maybe the
Two of u deserve yourselves
With that ego
Mi amigo
Go and find some help

No, you never knew me
Got ya girl so boujee
Whipping in the front seat
Telsa got me hands free
All the girlies got luxury
With my team you don't rock with me
If wanna talk? don't call me g
Beggin like i’m royalty
I'm lit, i'm queen, you got me mad and im Mean
You walkin straight and i'm leanin'
You want some more and you feanin boy
Stand with ten toes, hiding when you out here Running these hoes
Hiding when im out here doing the most
Gotchu crying now you on a new low

If you want him so bad
You can go ahead and keep him
Because i'm getting my bag
Ain't got time for misdemeanors
You steady talking that trash
Ain't got to worry bout that
I'm doing bigger and better things