Better
I’m sick and tired of seeing how you treat women
You treat women as if they’re less worthless the the shoes you wear
They can get dirty by every time you put your foot down
Not with intentions to help their already battered soul
You finess their late night cries for help
just to be their late night activity
I’m saying this with a tone of urgency
Because this needs to be address
You deceive their loving heart with promises you don't intend to keep
Only to have one drink hoping to get a couple of peeks
Trying to make your bodies one but at the end of it all she
lost and you won
Not the prize you wanted
Not only did you take her stuff
But you took all of her trust she was going to give to the next one
She can bear to sleep without having nightmares about the next one
You make it hard for me
She can’t go without doubting every word i say
But it’s gonna be okay
She finally realizes that her destination has nothing to do with you
Shes greater than you ever made her feel
Higher than you could ever throw her
She's valuable beyond belief
So baby girl don't let that one Nigga who thought he was a man ruin you
You not only deserve better you deserve you
So love yourself because no one will love you more
Expand your mind not your legs for your head can go so
much further when your legs go dead
Divine and beautiful at your best
Don’t let your little head stay still
For you are more than a long dress and a black pair of heels
You deserve more than I can give you
But I’ll go down trying to give you all of me
No promises needed to say
No other women or glamorous lifestyle would make me go away
For you are beautiful
I haven’t seen all of the world
But i'll make sure to give you all of my marbles and pearls
I’ll make sure just to be there even when you don’t ask
I’ll listen when you just want to talk
No contact needed. I’ll wait till you feel ready. We gone ride this till the wheels fall off.
All i ask is for you to grab my hand
If any man tries to approach you just remember you have a loving man
A man worth nothing than a few grains of sand.
But you can make him great.
Like on Sundays at dinner with Gramas plate
For the love you give is nothing but pure.
Cleaner than this pure water they try to get us to drink
So please don’t let that one nigga break you
Your destiny is great and God ain’t through with you
So for your sake and mine. I’ll just ask that you pull it though.
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