SOUNDS Like/Better Without Me
She say I love you and hate you
Sound like you better without me
Sould like you
Sound like you better without me
How you gone
Talk to the
You fell in
Come on, come on, come on, come on
She say I love you and hate you
Sound like you better without me
It sound like you ain't even grateful
For all that you got when around me
How you gon' hate that I talk to the hoes when you fell in love with my mouthpiece
I think I fucked up our chemistry
Ima just stick to accounting
My lil bitch pretty and brown skin
Her wardrobe is up in the thousands
Her heart is as big as my house is
And I like that more than her outfits
I left a bankroll in Rick (no bap)
She love how I rock it no Yao Ming
She grew up with money like North West
When we fly I ain't takin' her Southwest
She should be flyin' in private
But I can't be makin' us public
I'll fight for your love like the Irish
Ironic my money, keep Dublin (get it)
I hate to talk about the subject
So I'm finna drown it in substance
Her new nigga cannot get up with me, so why I'm the one that is upset
How all your phone calls, turn to white noise, I ain't talkin' bout dubstep
The way that you actin' lately got me pissed off, like I'm takin' a drug test
She got me blocked every platform
I hit her line off the WhatsApp
I hid my pain in this cup, I hope I don't send her a drunk text
She say I love you and hate you
Sound like you better without me
It sound like you ain't even grateful
For all that you got when around me
How you gon' hate that I talk to the hoes when you fell in love with my mouthpiece
I think I fucked up our chemistry
Ima just stick to accounting
She say I love you and hate you
Sound like you better without me
It sound like you ain't even grateful
For all that you got when around me
How you gon' hate that I talk to the hoes when you fell in love with my mouthpiece
I think I fucked up our chemistry
Ima just stick to accounting
AK like boy just keep countin
Like, no, we can't stop
Kickin' down doors, never punchin' the clock
Shout out to momma cause she was my rock
President Rollie, my wrist on Barack
You look like money, I get that a lot
Always got bands on my brain like I'm Pac
Came from the bottom, now she give me top
She got a new man now shorty got me blocked
She lowered her standards, I'm raisin' my stock
They wanna hang but they ain't with the gang
You ain't Monse you ain't good On My Block
Come fuck with a real one, I'll make you feel some
Call me Trae Young, I'll scoop you in a Hawk
I don't know why she playin' hard to get
She pushin' my buttons like switch on a glock
She say I love you and hate you
Sound like you better without me
It sound like you ain't even grateful
For all that you got when around me
How you gon' hate that I talk to the hoes when you fell in love with my mouthpiece
I think I fucked up our chemistry
Ima just stick to accounting
She say I love you and hate you
Sound like you better without me
It sound like you ain't even grateful
For all that you got when around me
How you gon' hate that I talk to the hoes when you fell in love with my mouthpiece
I think I fucked up our chemistry
Ima just stick to accounting
Sound like you better without me
Sould like you
Sound like you better without me
How you gone
Talk to the
You fell in
Come on, come on, come on, come on
She say I love you and hate you
Sound like you better without me
It sound like you ain't even grateful
For all that you got when around me
How you gon' hate that I talk to the hoes when you fell in love with my mouthpiece
I think I fucked up our chemistry
Ima just stick to accounting
My lil bitch pretty and brown skin
Her wardrobe is up in the thousands
Her heart is as big as my house is
And I like that more than her outfits
I left a bankroll in Rick (no bap)
She love how I rock it no Yao Ming
She grew up with money like North West
When we fly I ain't takin' her Southwest
She should be flyin' in private
But I can't be makin' us public
I'll fight for your love like the Irish
Ironic my money, keep Dublin (get it)
I hate to talk about the subject
So I'm finna drown it in substance
Her new nigga cannot get up with me, so why I'm the one that is upset
How all your phone calls, turn to white noise, I ain't talkin' bout dubstep
The way that you actin' lately got me pissed off, like I'm takin' a drug test
She got me blocked every platform
I hit her line off the WhatsApp
I hid my pain in this cup, I hope I don't send her a drunk text
She say I love you and hate you
Sound like you better without me
It sound like you ain't even grateful
For all that you got when around me
How you gon' hate that I talk to the hoes when you fell in love with my mouthpiece
I think I fucked up our chemistry
Ima just stick to accounting
She say I love you and hate you
Sound like you better without me
It sound like you ain't even grateful
For all that you got when around me
How you gon' hate that I talk to the hoes when you fell in love with my mouthpiece
I think I fucked up our chemistry
Ima just stick to accounting
AK like boy just keep countin
Like, no, we can't stop
Kickin' down doors, never punchin' the clock
Shout out to momma cause she was my rock
President Rollie, my wrist on Barack
You look like money, I get that a lot
Always got bands on my brain like I'm Pac
Came from the bottom, now she give me top
She got a new man now shorty got me blocked
She lowered her standards, I'm raisin' my stock
They wanna hang but they ain't with the gang
You ain't Monse you ain't good On My Block
Come fuck with a real one, I'll make you feel some
Call me Trae Young, I'll scoop you in a Hawk
I don't know why she playin' hard to get
She pushin' my buttons like switch on a glock
She say I love you and hate you
Sound like you better without me
It sound like you ain't even grateful
For all that you got when around me
How you gon' hate that I talk to the hoes when you fell in love with my mouthpiece
I think I fucked up our chemistry
Ima just stick to accounting
She say I love you and hate you
Sound like you better without me
It sound like you ain't even grateful
For all that you got when around me
How you gon' hate that I talk to the hoes when you fell in love with my mouthpiece
I think I fucked up our chemistry
Ima just stick to accounting
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Writer(s): Micah Thomas
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