Hey officer man, we don’t want nobody getting killed
I asked if my skin pale, would I then sell like Eminem or Adele?Īnd fuck all of that beef shit, nigga let’s make a mil Wonder why we inhale, cause we in hell already Seem like half the race is either on probation, or in jail Look at the nation, that’s a crooked smile braces couldn’t even straighten
You know them movie stars, picture perfect beauty queensīut we got dreams and we got the right to chase ‘em We don't look nothing like the people on the screen Like the sun, I know you know I found my way back round.) (You’re the one that was trying to keep me way down.
That the hands can’t touch, that them broads can’t be, and that’s youĪnd if you need a friend to pick you up, I’ll be aroundĪnd we can ride with the windows down, the music loudĬrooked smile, we could style on 'em (back 'round) Is it real? if it's not, girl you don't careĬause what's real is something that the eyes can't see Now is it real? Eyebrows, fingernails, hair Take it from a man that loves what you gotĪnd baby girl you're a star, don't let 'em tell you you're not So all you see is what you lacking, not what you packing You keep falling victim cause you're insecureĪnd when I tell you that you're beautiful you can't be sureĬause you see that no one wants you back and it got you asking You wonder why you're lonely and your man's not calling To all the women with the flaws, know it's hard my darling Your roommate yelling, "Why you gotta take so long?" No need to fix what God already put his paint brush on Stare in the mirror but its clear that you can’t face what’s wrong Killing yourself to find a man that'll kill for you
With all the pressure to look impressive and go out in heels Oh, you a woman? I don't know how you deal I got smart, I got rich, and I got bitches stillĪnd they all look like my eyebrows: thick as hell We ain't picture perfect but we worth the picture still I keep my twisted grill, just to show them kids it's real My shit is crooked look at how far I done got without it I ain't gon' sit around and front like I ain't thought about itĪ perfect smile is more appealing but it's funny how They tell me I should fix my grill cause I got money now You're the one that was tryna keep me way downīut like the sun know you know I found my way back round
I'm on my way, on my way, on my way down (x2)