PARTYNEXTDOOR - 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