Better Things

By Pam (GHA)

Released on March 15, 2019

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I remember when you told me

You said you'd never leave me lonely

But that was part of your games

I remember when your homies

Said they saw you with another girl

Just the other day

Now i’m sitting here

Wondering what went wrong

Why you got another chick

Clinging on to your arm

But i wish you the best

With all your broke promises

Never chase him that's number one

Cus he gon do what he want

If you can't do it on your own

Then you gotta flex like you on

(Don’t run back)

There's plenty more dudes on the row

Find the one who's down to come home

When you wake up in the early morn

He gon have a crown waiting by the throne

You can't trust none of these bitches with top Missions

Cus they get be gettin so messy with decisions

Talking bout how they be sending pictures to Your man

While you be laying all up in his bed

If you want him so bad

You can go ahead and keep him

Because i'm getting my bag

Ain't got time for misdemeanors

You steady talking that trash

Ain't got to worry bout that

I'm doing bigger and better things

I’m out here chillin with your broskies

They say they want to get to know me

But that ain’t part of my ways

“It was really nice to meet ya

But now i gotta see ya”

Drove back to my lil place

Now i'm sitting here

Wondering what went wrong

Why you got another chick

Clinging on to your arm

But, i wish you the best

With all your broke promises

I don’t want him

You have him

I'm fine just by myself

Cus what he did to me

He gon flip right on someone else

In the end maybe the

Two of u deserve yourselves

With that ego

Mi amigo

Go and find some help

No, you never knew me

Got ya girl so boujee

Whipping in the front seat

Telsa got me hands free

All the girlies got luxury

With my team you don't rock with me

If wanna talk? don't call me g

Beggin like i’m royalty

I'm lit, i'm queen, you got me mad and im Mean

You walkin straight and i'm leanin'

You want some more and you feanin boy

Stand with ten toes, hiding when you out here Running these hoes

Hiding when im out here doing the most

Gotchu crying now you on a new low

If you want him so bad

You can go ahead and keep him

Because i'm getting my bag

Ain't got time for misdemeanors

You steady talking that trash

Ain't got to worry bout that

I'm doing bigger and better things