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Note 2 Self
02:40
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(This is a note to self, note to self, note to self, this is a)
Think you can leave me and come back and think I'll be here
Baby that's not how it works because I'm not your girl
To think your arrogance would complement my appearance
Your idiocy is plain to see, it makes me hurl
Well my mama said (Leave him!)
My daddy said (Leave him!)
My brother said (Leave him!)
So I think I will!
I wish I could turn back time
Look myself in the eye
Tell myself, "Girl, you're fine!
Fuck them niggas, ease your mind!
Them boys won't pay your bills
Chase the real shit, get your thrill
Live your life, that's part of the deal
They want a slave girl, just stay off the field!"
I deserve better for myself
And I won't be afraid to ask for help
The real ones will stand behind me
The fake ones will leave
They digging my grave but
I'm planting my seed
Get it, get it, girl
I'm in it to win it girl
I ain't gonna quit on myself til I'm spinning in my grave
I got what you crave
I'm here to pave the way
So please get off my wave unless you with me
Girl, you're special, you deserve to have the best
You gon' glow up, you gon' grow up
You won't let nobody press you, unh
Don't let nobody drag you into their own mess
I hope you get to relax and let go of all that stress
Girl, don't you know that you will be successful?
You gon' blow, let em know that I told you so
How many me's you know? That get fly from head to toe
Just let them know that you want more
And you will get it!
Get it, get it, we won't stop til you wit it
We gon' rise to the top, take our spot
You ain't gotta act surprised, just open your eyes
Realize you got the prize inside, you will survive in time, girl!
(You will be okay) Keep your head up, head up
Get your bread up, bread up
And don't fall for setups, setups
(You are so brave) Look at you in that getup
Tryna go out girl, finna get wet up
Know they gon' doubt me, I'mma get fed up
Ugh, these lames always wanna snooze on me
Then they wanna come and peek
Mothafucka just stay sleep!
You talk too much shit like you mouthwash with fleet
Now you lyin' through your teeth
Bitch, you stink! Wash your feet!
(Woo-sah!)
But despite that, I ignore em'
And one day I'll be touring
And I will trade my metro for a foreign (Nyoom!)
No more overcrowded trains, or walking ten blocks in the rain
I got a vision clear as day
So I know that I can't stop now!
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2. |
I Like What I Like
02:19
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Mm, ugh
Boom, boom, boom
Mm, ugh
I like what I like
When I look into my mirror
Who is that bitch? Who is that big winner?
Rather be alone but I stay on Tinder
Hoping that I don't swipe a serial killer
Boys wanna fuck, girls wanna love me
Everybody else think I'm so damn funny
Yeah I got jokes but I'd rather have money
So if you ain't got it for me then keep quiet, dummy
Ugh, what you putting on me?
Only let you slide with a dinner if you know me
Look into my eyes when you hit it like you own me
Hope into the Lyft then I treat you like a homie, ugh
Then I take a bubble bath
Yeah that bitch aggy but I never stay mad
Soaking in the tub, yeah I keep it relaxed
Niggas lying on me but I only state facts, that's what I like
I like, I like what I like (ugh)
I like, I like what I like (yeah)
I like, I like what I like
So if you ain't doing shit for me, you ain't getting shit from me
I like, I like what I like (ugh)
I like, I like what I like (yeah)
I like, I like what I like
So if you ain't doing shit for me, you ain't getting shit from me
Yeah I can be late
Cause I really put too much on my plate
Look, I'm the artist and writer, producer
And I run the IG and I'm the photographer
If I had a couple more arms, like eight
Then maybe I could be a little more update
But I don't trust nobody
They get the wrong idea when they see my body
That's that shit I don't like
Look in my eyes
Yeah I'm getting big in my size
24 waist, little booty just right
No, nigga, you can't stay the night
I gotta go, gotta go catch a flight
Unless you wanna be my ride
I got a better reason to get a red eye, that's what I like
I like, I like what I like (ugh)
I like, I like what I like (yeah)
I like, I like what I like
So if you ain't doing shit for me, you ain't getting shit from me
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3. |
U R A Star
03:27
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I count my fingers and my toes, there's ten of 'em
I like eating my waffles with cinnamon
In the morning I stretch my legs, scratch my head
'Cause you got me messed up if you think you're getting into my bed
Who are you to a bitch like me who don't give a fuck about your cred?
Labels try to label me with words they could kept unsaid
I don't like these niggas always touting that they're well read
You're the one who wrote nonsense and got an attitude when we saw red
Nuh-uh
I ain't your black friend
I ain't that gracious, I'm impatient
Touch my back end, baby
Make me nervous, make me faint
You want the WAP then you need to wait, a rush I hate
But you can pack it in on a very special date
I ain't your black friend
I ain't that gracious, I'm impatient
Touch my back end, baby
Make me nervous, make me faint
You want the WAP then you need to wait, a rush I hate
But you can pack it in on a very special date
I ain't your black friend
I ain't your cheerleader neither
If you wanna come eat her
Put me in your 2-seater
We be laughing
And you be choking on our dust
Mask up if you must
Your hygiene I don't trust, ew
If you wanna fix your lips like collagen
Go 'head, don't apologize
Do what you can to get fine
'Cause it's cold outside
We getting longer nights
We in them flashing lights and you're out in the line
If you thought you were the man
Let me help you understand
In this moment I don't give a fuck 'bout you
Went along with your plan
And you sure did what you can
But I want you gone in 'bout an hour or two
Ooh, you gotta keep my tempo baby
Ooh, do you think about it when I'm gone?
Ooh, you know it could be simple baby
If you're gentle then it won't be long
Oh, hold me close all night long
Let me know if you wanna come home
Take it slow, cede control
On a roll, don't stop til I say so
Yeah, when a man got you fucked up
And you know deep down in your soul, ugh
That bitch gotta go
Ooh, let him know
Don't let these fuckboys tell you who you are
Do what you want, tonight you're a star
If they don't act right, they get left at the bar
Do what you want, tonight you're a star
Tonight you're a star, tonight you're a star
Don't let these fuckboys tell you who you are
If they don't act right they get left at the bar, yeah
Do what you want, tonight you're a star
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4. |
More
02:21
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I don't know what you want from me
Let me be, ugh, please
I didn't mean to make you mad
But the way you're expressing it makes me so sad
I don't wanna be home alone
I don't wanna wait by the phone
I don't wanna know where you been
I don't wanna get played again
'Cause I know who you are
You're really sensitive 'bout your art
You can't tell crit and hate apart
Even though you are so damn smart, boy
Now you, you're making me mad
You're so damn hardheaded boy
You, you're making me glad
I didn't give any more
I want more, more, more
I want more, more, more
I want more, more, more
I want more, more, more
I want more, more, more
I want more, more, more
I want more, more, more
I want more, more, more
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5. |
Deep Love
02:41
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Deep love
Deep love
Deep love
I don't wanna lose this feeling
I'm at home when I get lost in your eyes
Long sighs when you grab my thighs
Pretty images in my mind
Daydreaming 'bout the things that you did last night, night, night, night, night
Ugh, yeah
Get on my level, reach my heights
Sit on the back of a private flight
Yeah that's cap right now, but you 'gon see
In a couple of years that I might
Daydreaming 'bout a day when I'm doing right, right, right, right, right
But would you be there when I need you?
No, you don't even care when I leave you home
I just wanna dance in the dark
Lit by the pink lights lining the walls
I feel weak when you're near me
Like I would bleed if you ever leave
I want to scream when you give me that
That deep love
Weak, when you're near me
Like I would bleed if you ever leave
I want to scream when you give me that
That deep love
I can't stop thinking about it
I'll do anything for your deep love
I can't stop thinking about it
I'll do anything for your deep love
Deep love, love
Deep love, love
Deep love, love
Deep love, love
Woo, I'm still thinking about it (I'll do anything for you)
Woo, I'm still thinking about it (I'll do anything for you)
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6. |
Leave Me Alone
02:26
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You know I like it slow baby
Bring down the tempo
I wanna see can you go low
While I rock to and fro
I told you that I want more
But now you acting sore
I’ll show you to the door
Don’t you show your face around here no more
I made up my mind, there won’t be another time, I
I know what you came here for
But that don’t mean I got it
I left the kitty in my other bag
Damn, I, can’t believe I forgot it
Let me check my pockets
Lemme look in my wallet
Maybe it’s in the closet
It’s prolly layin up under some garment
You know
Here pussy pussy, cat
Some man wanna know where you at
Treat her right then she might talk back
Cause she really fed up with them rats
Leave me alone
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