Better Days

Used to have so many friends now I don't have many
So many fakes
Get out my face
I need my space
I'm just praying on some better days some better days some better days
Used to have so many friends now I don't have many
So many fakes
Get out my face
I need my space
I'm just praying on some better days some better days some better days

One minute they smiling in my face saying how they proud of me
Wishing they could take my place
I'll never know why they all doubted me
Bitches thinking it's a race
And these boys showing jealousy
How you hating on the queen
I think you need some therapy
Can somebody make it make sense
Can somebody make it make sense
You don't have any commonsense
I'm talking to you
Only if the shoe fits

Used to have so many friends now I don't have many
So many fakes
Get out my face
I need my space
I'm just praying on some better days some better days some better days
Used to have so many friends now I don't have many
So many fakes
Get out my face
I need my space
I'm just praying on some better days some better days some better days

Oh don't ever think you were a friend to me
Oh how they like to take all my energy
Oh how you riding in a foreign hating on me
Oh how they all turn into enemies
They heard a girl got money
They say that she is lovely
They heard she came from royalty
She only shows loyalty
If she notices you, consider yourself lucky
Hating is the only thing that I really find ugly

Used to have so many friends now I don't have many
So many fakes
Get out my face
I need my space
I'm just praying on some better days some better days some better days
Some better days
Some better days
Some better days



Credits
Writer(s): Obieze Eze, Rebecca Romero
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