Jaden

"Better Things (Remix)"

[Intro: Jaden]
808 my crew
Yuh (Woo)
Yuh, we back on the mob sh*t, you already know what that is
Yuh, true macabre sh*t, yuh

[Chorus: Jaden]
She ahead of me (What?)
Gave her everything (Yuh)
She got better things (Damn)
She got better things (Huh?)
She a Beatles fan (What?)
I'ma let it be (Let it be)
Reject my wedding ring (Woo)
Accept my Hennessy (Hennessy)
She got better things (Yuh)
She got better things (Yuh)
She got better things (Better)
She got better things (Better things)

[Verse 1: Jaden]
Girl, my head is clean (Yuh)
Got that energy ('Gy)
You remember me? You remember me?
No, she too special (She too special), woo
She on a whole 'nother level
Turn on the TV, man, she on the channel
And she can play the piano, damn, uh (f*ck)
She the freshest, give her the bust down necklace (Necklace)
She gave back the necklace, she told me I'm livin' too reckless, f*ck
f*ck, why you ignoring my message? (Uh)
She said "'Cause I'm working and I don't got time to go check it"

[Hook: Jaden (May Rock)]
She ahead of me ('Head of me)
She ahead of me (Hey)
Gave her everything (Woo)
Gave her everything (Yuh)
She got better things, yuh (Hey)
She got better things (Huh?)
She got better things (What?)
She got better things (What?)
You was seventeen (Yuh)
You my everything (Yuh)
We were heavenly (Yuh)
Now she say "You dead to me"
She got better things
She got better things (What?)
She got better things (Yeah)
She got better things (Yeah)
She got better things (Woo)
She got better things (Woo)
She got better things (Woo)
She got better things (Yeah)

[Verse 2: May Rock]
She a Beatles fan, she on LSD (Off of the molly)
Baby girl a ten, not from Tennessee (With the ten)
I'mma kill this beat, call it first degree (Kill it)
And I bring the heat, that's a guarentee (D-Wade)
I've been working hard, on a better me (Milly Bop)
And some better bars, sh*t they better be (Yeah)
You a player hater, I'm Bill Bellamy (Yeah)
We all gotta eat, don't feed off my energy
No, wait a second (Yuh)
Yeah, I'm bout to pull up and wreck it (Woop)
They finna call me a legend (Yeah)
Everyday making progression (Woo)
Misfit, not to mention (Huh?)
Play no games like suspension (Nah)
May Rock on my Johnny McKinzie, looking for bigger redemption (Rock)
Wait, ah, I had to think for a minute (Yeah, yeah)
Just sit back and watch me count up all the digits
I'm up in the club and I'm pushing my limits
She my Weezy baby (Weezy), cause she dreading me (Dreads)
Off 151 (Woah), call me J.I.D (JID)
Hold up, we the champs (Champs)
That's the letter B (Sox)
Shout out Mookie Betts (Mook), that's the MVP (Yeah)
I don't love them hoes (Nah), gave em everything (Gave it all)
Now I'm moving up (Moving)
Onto better things, yeah (yeah yeah yeah)

[Hook: Jaden (May Rock)]
She got better things
She got better things (Yeah)
She got better things (Huh?)
She got better things (What?)

[Outro]
Top down leather seats (Oh)
Too many fantasies (Yeah)
I'm in Atlanta, jeez (Yup)
Harness my energy (Yeah)
She got, woah, she got, woah
She got, woah, she got, woah
We not enemies (No)
See these diamond rings (Yeah)
You need ten of these (Yeah)
And she just let it be (Yeah)
She got better things (Damn)
(Huh, woah)

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