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I would hate to be my ex, yeah
Glad I moved on to the next, ooh
I left you with no regrets, yeah, yeah, yeah
I would hate to be my ex, yeah, yeah, yeah
No
Ooh, you were way too insecure to be in love
What a way, what a way to fuck a good thing up, true
Blowin' up my line when you see me blowin' up
There's nothing to discuss, yeah, yeah
I am so sick of these niggas, they never deliver
They get in their feelings, their feelings
But I ain't gon' cry no more, I ain't gon' cry no more
Know I stay focused on me, no, I don't need a thing
I did it on my own, get hits on my own
Lit on my own
I would hate to be my ex, yeah
Glad I moved on to the next, ooh
I left you with no regrets, yeah, yeah, yeah
I would hate to be my ex, yeah, yeah, yeah
Boy, just look at me now, face on every poster
Can't escape me, you, ooh-ooh, you're old news
I would hate to be my ex, yeah
Now I love myself to death (ooh, Kehlani)
Every bitch I ever had still in love with me
Every ex I got jumping out
they see the opportunity to get up under me
All these sold out shows, all these brand new hoes
All this shit look good, all my shit too big, all the sights, I'm froze
I-I (I) see you called me last night
Eyes on the 'Gram, looking right
My body tea and face beat
new bitch on my hip and it's tight (uh-huh)
I'd hate to be you right now (hate to be)
Looking up from the ground
I would hate to be my ex, yeah (I would hate to be)
Glad I moved on to the next, ooh (I moved on, no, I walked off from it)
I left you with no regrets, yeah, yeah, yeah (there's no regrets from me)
(I'd hate to be, nah)
I would hate to be my ex, yeah, yeah, yeah
Boy, just look at me now, face on every poster
Can't escape me, you, you're old news (old news)
I would hate to be my ex, yeah (oh, no, no, no)
Now I love myself to death (now, I love me, I love me)
I bet you miss me now, now
You wanna be down, down (you wanna be down)
But it's far too late (it's too late)
You know I'm over you (I'm over you, yeah, yeah)
I would hate to be my ex, yeah (I would hate to be my ex)
Glad I moved on to the next, ooh (glad I moved on to the next, ex)
I left you with no regrets, yeah, yeah, yeah
I would hate to be my ex, yeah, yeah, yeah
I would hate to be my-
WRITERS
Jorja Douglas, Renee Downer, Stella Quaresma, Talay Riley, Uzoechi Osisioma Emenike, Jamal Woon, Gabriel Davies, Cole Ostrin
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Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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