Hope They Love You Better
I'ma city boy I act up, don't get smart cause I'll go dumb, uh
Like d-dumb-d-dumb dumb, uh
Kyn'iee Monday on the track bitch
You can do whatever you want
You can say whatever you want
We're not together
You can fuck whoever, love whoever
Hope they love you better
No I'm tripping I'm just saying
You the one that's playing
Now what we got is vacant, we not adjacent
I done ran out of my patience
Mothafucka
I don't love ya, no more at least
Since you creep, you little freak
No you can't take shit back, I bought that
Since you want to act ungrateful
You have what you gave me, nigga please
All that shit was cheap
Can't hop in my new ride, nigga you lied
Can't get in passenger side
All them bags to left, hit them steps
Go to the left to the left
Call that bitch Paula, on them wheels
Bitch ain't no meal
Love pushin hoes all over the edge
Let me step back from the ledge
I know you miss this head, in your bed
You and them sheets all spread
But me and you is dead, it's a dud
Like a light to a bulb
Said you miss me
Miss me with that
Sending kiss emojis
Don't reply back
Texting your best friend
Said you wrong, said you foul
How I was the best around
Asking for your crown
I'ma city boy I act up
Don't get smart cause I'll go dumb
Had you and the bitch on the run
To crazy my ass it's fun
I done warned you to many times
I won't let this shi-shit slide, ight
Did what I did cause I loved you
No I put no one above you
If it was gloomy I would sun you
With that shine but you wasted my time
Wasted my prime and I can't get back
I wish I could refund that
I wish I never met you
Should of dated your friend from the jump
By the way me and your best friend fucked
In they house and in they truck
Someone who said you ain't shit
Over my house for that din-din
You know people love Kyn Kyn
You like L's over a win
Swear you ain't the brightest star
Your twinkle twinkle been gone
Since loving me wasn't your mission
And used to taking and dippin
Let me up my deuces fore' I up nine
End up committing a crimes and serving mad time, I
Can't serve for you and that ho
That's a oh no, no go
No iPhone camera but it's slo-mo
Yeah yeah, slo-mo
You the one acting so so
Fuck all the smiles in the photos
You mad weak need to get your weight up
Ain't talking about your body or your paper
Mothafucka
I don't love ya, no more at least
Since you creep, you little freak
You can do whatever you want
You can say whatever you want
We're not together
You can fuck whoever, love whoever
Hope they love you better
No I'm tripping I'm just saying
You the one that's playing
Now what we got is vacant, we not adjacent
I done ran out of my, mmm
You can do whatever you want
You can say whatever you want
We're not together
You can fuck whoever, love whoever
Hope they love you better
No I'm tripping I'm just saying
You the one that's playing
Now what we got is vacant, we're not adjacent
I done ran out of my patience
Like d-dumb-d-dumb dumb, uh
Kyn'iee Monday on the track bitch
You can do whatever you want
You can say whatever you want
We're not together
You can fuck whoever, love whoever
Hope they love you better
No I'm tripping I'm just saying
You the one that's playing
Now what we got is vacant, we not adjacent
I done ran out of my patience
Mothafucka
I don't love ya, no more at least
Since you creep, you little freak
No you can't take shit back, I bought that
Since you want to act ungrateful
You have what you gave me, nigga please
All that shit was cheap
Can't hop in my new ride, nigga you lied
Can't get in passenger side
All them bags to left, hit them steps
Go to the left to the left
Call that bitch Paula, on them wheels
Bitch ain't no meal
Love pushin hoes all over the edge
Let me step back from the ledge
I know you miss this head, in your bed
You and them sheets all spread
But me and you is dead, it's a dud
Like a light to a bulb
Said you miss me
Miss me with that
Sending kiss emojis
Don't reply back
Texting your best friend
Said you wrong, said you foul
How I was the best around
Asking for your crown
I'ma city boy I act up
Don't get smart cause I'll go dumb
Had you and the bitch on the run
To crazy my ass it's fun
I done warned you to many times
I won't let this shi-shit slide, ight
Did what I did cause I loved you
No I put no one above you
If it was gloomy I would sun you
With that shine but you wasted my time
Wasted my prime and I can't get back
I wish I could refund that
I wish I never met you
Should of dated your friend from the jump
By the way me and your best friend fucked
In they house and in they truck
Someone who said you ain't shit
Over my house for that din-din
You know people love Kyn Kyn
You like L's over a win
Swear you ain't the brightest star
Your twinkle twinkle been gone
Since loving me wasn't your mission
And used to taking and dippin
Let me up my deuces fore' I up nine
End up committing a crimes and serving mad time, I
Can't serve for you and that ho
That's a oh no, no go
No iPhone camera but it's slo-mo
Yeah yeah, slo-mo
You the one acting so so
Fuck all the smiles in the photos
You mad weak need to get your weight up
Ain't talking about your body or your paper
Mothafucka
I don't love ya, no more at least
Since you creep, you little freak
You can do whatever you want
You can say whatever you want
We're not together
You can fuck whoever, love whoever
Hope they love you better
No I'm tripping I'm just saying
You the one that's playing
Now what we got is vacant, we not adjacent
I done ran out of my, mmm
You can do whatever you want
You can say whatever you want
We're not together
You can fuck whoever, love whoever
Hope they love you better
No I'm tripping I'm just saying
You the one that's playing
Now what we got is vacant, we're not adjacent
I done ran out of my patience
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Writer(s): Carleton Curtis
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