Better Off

Yeah, I'm thinking bout you, but it's just...

Chorus:
Sometimes i think you're better off... (X8)

Verse 1:
Damn, this beat too chill
But is this love so real
I feel so ill
Another n***a touch you then he might get killed
But fuck we broke up
We fucked then made up
You screaming fuck how I feel
But when we're fucking it's real
Sometimes I don't know what this love makes up
To, wonder how the hell I still love you
Even though it's hell when I'm around you
And damn that's some shit
Said you hate me then you love me sending n***s and shit
And I'm clueless asf
Don't know what we're doing
Your ex asked if you were available
Said no cause his love you shouldn't be pursuing
Had to keep the breakup steady on the dl
Cried then said oh well
Then cried again after I realized I lost you
I lost too. Told you I'm a fuckup when it comes to you
I mean, all is fair in love and war
But how we both lose both
I really had no clue from the start
So that's why I wanted to tell you...
Chorus (x8)

Verse 2:
Walking past your crib
Chest immediate hurt
And I think about the times
When I thought it'll work
Damn your love was amazing
But yeah the shit was advanced
Ima intermediate ass n***a
So nah baby I didn't have a plan
Thought it was Netflix and chill
But the Netflix got killed
After we fell apart didn't know what to think
Now the weed so loud
And I'm getting so high
Babe I swear I'm looking like a chink
And I'm stressing heavily and mentally
Damn girl I'm fucked up
And I went back to underage drinking
And the weed thats code for disaster
(Ooooh how can we make this better?
As I see the rainy weather)
And I still want you back yeah them hoes I'm done with that
Already got me a L I don't want another lost
So fuck what I said lets get in the bed
Outro:
Cause I no longer think you're better off (x6)