Better Things

Don't give a fuck about your man I'm just seeing what it's hitting for (Bitch I'm sayin') How you fronting on a kid though? You should fuck with me, girl You know what you need, girl See I used to livin' life up on my own, yeah In search of love and for a wife to call my own, yeah It's all I think about at nights when I'm all alone, yeah Swear that I can't get no rest in California, yeah, yeah Uh, uh Uh, woo Swear this life is just a whole bunch of vices Niggas biting off of my shit, my dick Stay up in your chick ride stick without a license Tell her hold on like some vice grips Might just call her let her ride with a baller Look up on her face was priceless wonder what my type is Well tonight Mrs. Lightskin with a light mix, or a light switch White chick, darkskin complexion and she righteous I take a dyke chick if she like dick I kissed the dyke chick and I liked it Fucking each and every Katy Perry for the night bitch Light this Light it, light it, puff it, puff it, pass it, pass it (Moving on to better things, I'm sure) Bless, sit back and relax one time, clear your mind 'Bout to send me back to my old ways Know what I'm saying? Yeah, I'm just, she making mistakes (Can't feed this addiction anymore) I've been puffin', rollin' up Cop a lot and pourin' up Plus my niggas know the plug A generation's thrown on drugs I swear that bitch Rita Ora got a big mouth Next time I see her might curse the bitch out Kicked the bitch out once 'cause she bitched out Spit my kids out, jizzed up all in her mouth and made the bitch bounce Ride with a nigga mane, and you know I stay fly like the jigga mane And it figures, 'cause here is something you can't understand I rather just kill it man, anyways Nowadays everybody's stressed, yes Animosity is better off your chest, yes Guess everybody want to stay blessed, stay fresh Take a nigga threats, but I'm up next, take debts Light it, light it, puff it, puff it, pass it, pass it (Moving on to better things) Inhale, exhale, relieve your mind of stress Smoke some one time for your boy A$AP (Can't feed this addiction anymore) I've been puffin', rollin' up Cop a lot and pourin' up Plus my niggas know the plug A generation's thrown on drugs