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I would hate to be my ex, yeah

Glad I moved on to the next, hooh

I left you with no regrets, yeah, yeah, yeah

I would hate to be my ex, yeah, yeah, yeah

Nooo

Oooh, you were way too insecure to be in love

what a way what a way to Fuck a good thing up

Truueeee

Blowing up my line when you see me blowing up

There's nothing to discuss, yeah, yeah

I am so sick of these ****

They never deliver

Then get in they feelings, they feelings

But I ain’t gone cry no more

I ain’t gone cry no more

Know I stay focused on me

no I don’t need a thing

I did it on my own

Get hits on my own

lit on my own

I would hate to be my ex, yeah

Glad I moved on to the next, hooh

I left you with no regrets, yeah, yeah, yeah

I would hate to be my ex, yeah, yeah, yeah

Boy just look at me now

Face on every poster can't escape me, you ooh-ooh

You’re old news

I would hate to be my ex, yeah

Now I love myself to death

Oooh

I’m a pop star like Rihanna

The stitching expensive, either Fenty or it's Prada

First class on my flights, now, I go where I wanna

Built myself a good life that you'll never be a part of, oh, nooo

I am so sick of these ****

They never deliver

Then get in feelings, they feelings

But I ain’t gone cry no more

I ain’t gone cry no more

Know I stay focused on me

no I don’t need a thing

I did it on my own

Get hits on my own

lit on my own

I would hate to be my ex (I would hate to be)

Glad I moved on to the next (I love that for me)

I left you with no regrets, yeah, yeah, yeah

I would hate to be my ex, yeah, yeah, yeah

Boy just look at me now

Face on every poster can't escape me, you ooh-ooh

You're old news

I would hate to be my ex, yeah

Now I love myself to death

I bet you miss me now, now

You wanna be down, down

But Its far too lateeee

You know I'm over you, yeah

I would hate to be my ex

Glad I moved on to the next

I left you with no regrets, yeah, yeah, yeah

I would hate to be my ex, yeah, yeah, yeah

I would hate to be my