Life got better without you

Yeah, damn, i'm like
Solving my mysteries, I'm on my jinkies
Pour me a drink please, bitch
But make sure it's lean, bitch
I really love my mean bitch
Treat you like fuck you mean? bitch

I'm all out of pain
All out of complaints
I love to make it rain when I
Smack again
Shit my life get strange but I
Get stranger
Bitch I'm the danger
And this a banger
So watch the bad hoes shake they asses now
I keep some blues on me, so many I don't need to count
I didn't like the score, had to go and even out
We don't talk for no reason but I'll give a reason now

Yeah this is your song
You can't do no wrong
I know you hate me now
Then how about I eat it out
Our messages were so X rated need to bleep it out
Yeah that was way before I had all of this fucking

Here's my broadcast
No, my spell cast
How the fuck I went up, can you spell fast
Bad bitch ass for dinner
All my bitches smart as fuck, they fuck a winner
I was beginner, I'm advanced now
Like if you want to fuck with me you missed your chance, how
The fuck you didn't see that I would be the man, wow
They was always fans I guess they should just fan out
God damn this mansion hard as fuck this ain't no damn house

I'm all out of pain
All out of complaints
I love to make it rain when I
Smack again
Shit my life get strange but I
Get stranger
Bitch I'm the danger
And this a bang bang
So watch the bad hoes shake they asses now
I keep some blues on me, so many I don't need to count
I didn't like the score, I had to go and even out
We don't talk for no reason, for no

I been telling a story and I'm bout to turn a new page
Whole new brand new chapter, I'm so far from minimum wage
Spent some time preparing, spent so much time setting the stage
In my free time made new plays
Why this freak open her legs
Offered me to eat my eggs
That post had just pissed off my ex
I double cupped a bit too much I sent a emotional text
And then I asked her for some sex
And then she answered she said yes
We taped it on a VHS
I found God right between her breasts
Then it's right back to the check I'm on a money haul
I love to make it, love to spend it, bitch I love to ball
Like floor to ceiling from my racks bitch I could make a wall
So fucking tall if you stand on it you'd take a fall

Like astronomical
We just some particles
So baby why the fuck you can't tell I'm a part of you
And you a part of me
And that shit equal we



Credits
Writer(s): Kleber Mendes
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