Better With Time Lyrics

Why they tryna hit when I been fuckin' for months

Shit we flyin' in, got the trunk in the front

Asked for the digits, the number is one

Said I know what they on, they gon' come as they come

Big body, big body

Only car that we come into bumper to bump

Want what she on, and month after month

She ain't snort it no more, but she gummin' it up

And I want what she on, I want what she on

I promise I'll get it the first of the month

Pray I get on, man, I pray I get on

And when I get it, I'ma climb to the top

Baby call me, she just always on me

She just like to party, I just tell her I'm tired

Ain't never trippin' if she hit me

If she out with Whitney, I know they be snortin' them lines

Plug ain't ever do no shortin'

He know it's important,

I know we ain't missin' a dime

Never worried about position, said I'm bout precision

If I'm gettin' money, it's mine

Heard how we spittin, I ain't like the others

I promise my brothers get better with time

Ain't gotta act, girl, I promise I'm that

And I swear to God I ain't no regular guy

Swear to God I ain't no regular guy

Call me at three, that's her regular time

Want me to meet her at four, I tell her for sure

And we have a hell of a time

Way before I was the boy, I was sleepin' on floors

And now the whip leather inside

She get what she want from the store

Cause she fuck like a whore, I tell her the pleasure is mine

Now way before we get into this,

I promise I do it, this shit be way deeper than music

Baby start actin' a little foolish,

So I got me a new bitch and she give me head like I'm stupid

My baby don't like to be wrong

She wearin' Dolce & Gabbana, don't fuck with Vlone

New bitch can't handle her own

And she let me do shit, you told me I couldn't before

Way before we get into this, I promise I do it

This tat show it's deeper than music

Back in our bags and the drought never lasts

And I ain't gotta ask, give me head like a student

She know I can never be wrong, know what I'm on

Steppin' in Louis Vuitton, no, I won't answer my phone

Busy doin' shit, you told me I couldn't before

With or without you, I'm good on my own

Foot on they neck, got our foot in the door

Look how we've grown, love to doubt you

Go and talk about you, they get put in a song

Promise I just need a reason, I've been with the Cheeze and

We just tryna even the odds

No shit ain't ever been easy, she be way too needy

Expect me to be there on time

I tell her if she want then just leave me

She look back all beady, like boy, ain't you think that I tried

How you gon' tell me I'm needy? Like baby, it's easy

Just look at this shit that I buy

The Louis, the Gucci, the Yeezy

She make it look easy to go blow a bag on my dime

Always be yellin' and screamin' like I'm not the reason

That she gettin' better with time

Now way before we get into this,

I promise I do it, this shit be way deeper than music

Baby start actin' a little foolish,

So I got me a new bitch and she give me head like I'm stupid

My baby don't like to be wrong

She wearin' Dolce & Gabbana, don't fuck with Vlone

New bitch can't handle her own

And she let me do shit, you told me I couldn't before

Way before we get into this, I promise I do it

This tat show it's deeper than music

Back in our bags and the drought never lasts

And I ain't gotta ask, give me head like a student

She know I can never be wrong, know what I'm on

Steppin' in Louis Vuitton, no, I won't answer my phone

Busy doin' shit, you told me I couldn't before