Better Man (Feat. Rick Ross)

Rick Ross: Rich niggas apologize too It's a party next door I hear the music loud and clear though PARTYNEXTDOOR: It seems like breakin' your heart is the easiest part And lovin' you right, only gets harder, ooh What do I gotta do Yeah What do I gotta do What do I gotta do, gotta do What do I gotta do Yeah What do I gotta do What do I gotta do Just give me some time so I can be a better lover A better lover Just give me some time so I can be a better lover A better love And in exchange I'll give you space, timin' is everything I even seen you cry, seen you dream I watched my mama go through the same thing You saw me standing close Holding hands, with someone else, yeah Your heart can feel it all Love my actions, not the words It seems like breakin' your heart is the easiest part And lovin' you right, only gets harder, ooh What do I gotta do Yeah What do I gotta do What do I gotta do, gotta do What do I gotta do Yeah What do I gotta do What do I gotta do Just give me some time so I can be a better lover A better lover Just give me some time so I can be a better lover A better love Why don't we ever grieve or ask me what I need Oh Situations turn to complications, way too easy And I know it's me Never planning you shit Never thought that I'd share your pain I even seen you cry, I seen you dream And I watched my mother go through these things, and You saw me standing close Holding hands, with someone else, yeah Your heart can feel it all Love my actions, not the words PARTYNEXTDOOR Rick Ross: It seems like breakin' your heart is the easiest part And lovin' you right, only gets harder, ooh What do I gotta do Yeah What do I gotta do What do I gotta do, gotta do What do I gotta do Yeah What do I gotta do What do I gotta do Just give me some time so I can be a better lover A better lover We got this Just give me some time so I can be a better lover A better lover It gets even better, baby Maybach Music Rick Ross: Pain and compassion come in fast, tell me, will it last Tomorrow's never promised, so today let's tip the glass Gold bottles got us rollin' all over the floor floor Threw a party for a looks, I order some more more Never 'bout the money, truly I just need a purpose purpose Help me make it through the dark until he pull the curtains curtains Up and downs while I'm climbin' this silly life of mine of mine So much pain, so it's champaign until I'm satisfied satisfied Coach seats, I was just happy we was takin' off takin' off Went to war, made it back, now time to take it off take it off Two chicks, new twist, I wanna taste her lips taste her lips Close her eyes, blew her mind, now let's take a trip take a trip Duffle bag, baby girl, she want a duffle bag duffle bag Red bottoms, she had enough of that enough of that To the greatest sex and now we make a toast make a toast Renzel blowin' that thick smoke thick smoke Maybach Music PARTYNEXTDOOR: What do I gotta do, yeah, what do I gotta do What do I gotta do Just give me some time so I can be And lovin' you right, only gets harder, ooh What do I gotta do, yeah, what do I gotta do PARTY