Lyrics
Silentjay
Couldā be, better
Couldā be, better
(Iā think we boutta)
Couldā be, better
Couldā be, better
(I think we boutta)
Couldā be, better
Couldā be, better
(Iā think we boutta)
I think we boutta blow
Ohā oh ohoh
Oh *2
(Better)
Sampa
Yeahā uh
Im calling out for the winter
Summer not kind to beginners
The greatest love story since Martin and Gina
I have an issue I aināt loving a healer who never heals
A mirror better come with my figure
I know I got my issues
Whitney and Bobby
I am sorry from the get go
True names
Do not remain
Again
The pain and chile the ghetto
Itās never work until the work is finally done
And all my issues stemming from one
Iām not the one
Iām boutta blow up honey
Iām boutta blow up soon
I ain't waisting time chilling with you
Youāre so confused
You know what they boutta play my tune
The anthem of the single and doomed
Letās not assume
CHORUS
I think we boutta blow
Oh oh ohoh
Oh *2
The grass is always greener
On the other side
The grass is always greener
On the other side
*2
-
Huh
Iām sipping on green tea
Iām living, Iām slipping the real me could never
Hunty no me
A Queen could never lonely
No one to hold me
I know a wall is built because of
Setbacks, heartbreaks, heart attacks
I canāt forget that
Alas the last resort
Is giving all your love off
But where is he to build if you have given all your love off
Sorry
And speaking of self
That is the one thatās truly holy
You better hold yourself before you think
That you can hold me
It is the greatest know the feeling is felt
I speak in first person
Cos itās better for my health
Iām only trying to figure me out
I love myself and this is truly who itās about
CHORUS
I think we boutta blow
Oh oh ohoh
Oh *2
The grass is always greener
On the other side
(Greener)
The grass is always greener
On the other side *4
Couldā be, better
Couldā be, better
(Iā think we boutta)
Couldā be, better
Couldā be, better
(I think we boutta)
Couldā be, better
Couldā be, better
(Iā think we boutta)
I think we boutta blow
Ohā oh ohoh
Oh *2
(Better)
Sampa
Yeahā uh
Im calling out for the winter
Summer not kind to beginners
The greatest love story since Martin and Gina
I have an issue I aināt loving a healer who never heals
A mirror better come with my figure
I know I got my issues
Whitney and Bobby
I am sorry from the get go
True names
Do not remain
Again
The pain and chile the ghetto
Itās never work until the work is finally done
And all my issues stemming from one
Iām not the one
Iām boutta blow up honey
Iām boutta blow up soon
I ain't waisting time chilling with you
Youāre so confused
You know what they boutta play my tune
The anthem of the single and doomed
Letās not assume
CHORUS
I think we boutta blow
Oh oh ohoh
Oh *2
The grass is always greener
On the other side
The grass is always greener
On the other side
*2
-
Huh
Iām sipping on green tea
Iām living, Iām slipping the real me could never
Hunty no me
A Queen could never lonely
No one to hold me
I know a wall is built because of
Setbacks, heartbreaks, heart attacks
I canāt forget that
Alas the last resort
Is giving all your love off
But where is he to build if you have given all your love off
Sorry
And speaking of self
That is the one thatās truly holy
You better hold yourself before you think
That you can hold me
It is the greatest know the feeling is felt
I speak in first person
Cos itās better for my health
Iām only trying to figure me out
I love myself and this is truly who itās about
CHORUS
I think we boutta blow
Oh oh ohoh
Oh *2
The grass is always greener
On the other side
(Greener)
The grass is always greener
On the other side *4