Better Things

I'm in a penthouse in LA, I've been thinking about you
I look at my phone and see, it's a text from you
But I don't respond
I just leave it on read
Cause I'm doing better
And I moved on to better things
I moved on to better things
I don't need your love no more
I don't need your touch no more

The budget getting bigger
Ever since I took you out the picture
Now I love myself
Think I finally found myself
I was destined for greatness
I always knew from the start
Had to prove it to myself
Now look what I've done

Always tryna make people happy, put myself last
Even though I still resent you, wish we still last
I remember was so broke, I left it in the past
All I want to do is make music, Ima skip class
I cannot fuck with a girl that got no class
Turned the Benz from a C-class to a G-class

Swear, I'm only elevating
Matter fact I should start meditating
And get my mind right
Gotta start praying
Cause out here, it really be fight night

I'm in a penthouse in LA, I've been thinking about you
I look at my phone and see, it's a text from you
But I don't respond
I just leave it on read
Cause I'm doing better
And I moved on to better things
I moved on to better things
I don't need your love no more
I don't need your touch no more

And I'm only getting older
And I'm only getting wiser
So please don't take it personal, gotta do what's better for me
Cause you was never there for me, when I needed you most
It's a gangsta party in the hills, and you know I'm the host

Baby you better chill, why you tryna do the most?
Smoking that zaza to the lungs, I'm in the West Coast
You better not fuck up my vibe
I'm getting real high
Baby I know you not real, just want a piece of my pie

Swear the industry so fake, stab you right in your face
But I been doing way too good, how could I complain?
Still remember, how you left me stranded in the rain
I use it as motivation, you can hear it in my pain