Lowell Fulson - Better Things lyrics

[Produced by Frans Mernick] [Intro] Don't give a f** about your man I'm just seeing what it's hitting for (b**h I'm sayin') How you fronting on a kid though You should f** with me girl, you know what you need girl See I got used to livin' life up on my own, yeah And searching lovely for a wife to call my own, yeah It's all I think about at nights when I'm alone, yeah Swear that I can't get no rest in California [Verse 1] Swear that life is, just a whole bunch of vices n***as biting off of my sh**, 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 f**ing each and every Katy Perry for the night b**h, light this [Interlude] Light it light it, puff it puff it, pa** it, pa** it (Moving on to better things, I'm sure) Just sit back and relax one time, clear your mind 'Bout to send me back to my old ways, know what I'm saying (Can't feed this addiction anymore) [Hook] I've been puffing, rolling up Cop a lot and pourin' up Plus my n***as know the plug A generation's thrown on d** [Verse 2] I swear that b**h Rita Ora got a big mouth Next time I see her might curse the b**h out Kicked the b**h out once cause she b**hed out, spit my kids out Jizzed up all in her mouth and made the b**h bounce Ride with a n***a mane, and you know I stay fly like the jigga mane, and it figures Cause here is something you can't understand How I could just k** a man, anyways Nowadays everybody's stressed, yes Animosity is better off your chest, yes Guess everybody want to stay blessed, stay fresh Take a n***a threats, but I'm up next, take debts [Interlude] Light it light it, puff it puff it, pa** it, pa** 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) [Hook] I've been puffing, rolling up Cop a lot and pourin' up Plus my n***as know the plug A generation's thrown on d**