Love Better
Pretty bitches be so lame
Pretty bitches be the lamest
Oh oh
Oh oh
I be rappin bout my pain cause I'm gifted
Oh ah oh ah ah ah
Waiting on the perfect time to call your phone
But I can't seem to find the time
wish I had a dime for every time that you lied
But I can't count a million dimes
I hope his love better than I
I hope he never make you cry
I hope he come faster than I
When you call and you realize that you lost me
You can't do that by yourself baby its all me
I been going through our voicemails
I been reading every message you sent
Even reading in between the lines
Tryna see if it was something I missed
All of a sudden my vision became clear
All of a sudden my vision turned cartier
I won't hesitate to cut you off
Cause I know you wouldn't care
You always fucking up my vibe
So keep that hoe shit over there
I never knew pretty bitches could be so lame too
I never knew that loving you could be so painful
I never knew loving you could make me hate you
But I hate you
So I been going through our voicemails
I been reading every message you sent
Even reading in between the lines
Tryna see if it was something I missed
But I don't miss
Waiting on the perfect time to call your phone
But I can't seem to find the time
Wish I had a dime for every time that you lied
But I can't count a million dimes
I hope his love better than mine
I hope he never make you cry
I hope he come faster than I
When you call and you realize that you lost me
You can't do it by yourself baby its all me
Call me when you won't and I won't answer
I think you mad you think bad I think she badder
What happened yesterday today it just won't matter
You acting bad this new whip fast I'm acting badder
I never knew I would miss feeling your touch
You got me laying with different bitches
I'm still wishing it was us
I never knew you started trying when I started giving up
I already know you lying I'm not the type to give a fuck
I been reading every message you sent
Even reading in between the lines
Tryna see if it was something I missed
But I don't miss
Waiting on the perfect time to call your phone
But I can't seem to find the time
Wish I had a dime for every time that you lied
But I can't count a million dimes
I hope his loves better than I
Pretty bitches be the lamest
Oh oh
Oh oh
I be rappin bout my pain cause I'm gifted
Oh ah oh ah ah ah
Waiting on the perfect time to call your phone
But I can't seem to find the time
wish I had a dime for every time that you lied
But I can't count a million dimes
I hope his love better than I
I hope he never make you cry
I hope he come faster than I
When you call and you realize that you lost me
You can't do that by yourself baby its all me
I been going through our voicemails
I been reading every message you sent
Even reading in between the lines
Tryna see if it was something I missed
All of a sudden my vision became clear
All of a sudden my vision turned cartier
I won't hesitate to cut you off
Cause I know you wouldn't care
You always fucking up my vibe
So keep that hoe shit over there
I never knew pretty bitches could be so lame too
I never knew that loving you could be so painful
I never knew loving you could make me hate you
But I hate you
So I been going through our voicemails
I been reading every message you sent
Even reading in between the lines
Tryna see if it was something I missed
But I don't miss
Waiting on the perfect time to call your phone
But I can't seem to find the time
Wish I had a dime for every time that you lied
But I can't count a million dimes
I hope his love better than mine
I hope he never make you cry
I hope he come faster than I
When you call and you realize that you lost me
You can't do it by yourself baby its all me
Call me when you won't and I won't answer
I think you mad you think bad I think she badder
What happened yesterday today it just won't matter
You acting bad this new whip fast I'm acting badder
I never knew I would miss feeling your touch
You got me laying with different bitches
I'm still wishing it was us
I never knew you started trying when I started giving up
I already know you lying I'm not the type to give a fuck
I been reading every message you sent
Even reading in between the lines
Tryna see if it was something I missed
But I don't miss
Waiting on the perfect time to call your phone
But I can't seem to find the time
Wish I had a dime for every time that you lied
But I can't count a million dimes
I hope his loves better than I
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Writer(s): Christopher Hafley
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