Jasmine

Broke a good woman's heart
What a piece of shit
A piece of it
I speak of it
So I can make some peace with it
The feels want to dwell but
I’mma let some shimmies sit
‘Cause Mimi has some seeds in it
And Gigi gots some green to get
I lay you so mean with it
Why isn’t my love enough?
Momma I can’t stay involved
I’m focused on some other stuff (one)
Why the f*** you pressin’ me?
Your new hair ain’t impressin’ me
I’m working on my recipe
My tendencies of empathy have turned you into the enemy
‘Cause ain’t nobody tellin’ me when not to pop my ecstasy
Sensibly, it’s not the recipe to man my problem pleasantly
I find the density inside my melody and never saw before the ki’
Ballin’ for my ki’
Callin’ out my bingo when the people want to see

I’m not afraid to be alone
I have a couple friends but not any of ‘em know
I see when they pretend
You wouldn’t tell me but it shows
Not a helping hand to lend when I could hardly rock the boat
The toughest times will make amends

I talked to pretty whiskies
Never thought I had a shot
Didn’t get the whole thing
She only poured me half shots
Then she asked me a couple things
Told her I don’t miss
Grab a chaser if in need of events
Those are tricks but
Momma got her skatin’
All I got a flippin’
Infinite rails got her grindin’
In the nail, she wanna’ strip this
It’s ironic getting noggin’ no
Always askin’ for no limits
I got the booze
She gots the chronic
Hydroponics
Catch a lift
Hydraulic
This ain’t an uber
I’m just cruisin’ the life
No, it’s never been perfect
But ain’t the beauties of it nice
Bunch of nudies up at night
Screen of the movies always bright
I feel we harbor darker feelings but we choose to move with light
‘Cause you know it can’t be worse
So tell me what is your therapy
It's hard to share your weakness but baby don’t you be scared of me
(Baby, don’t you be scared of me… Baby, don’t you be scared of me…)

I’m not afraid to be alone
I have a couple friends but not any of ‘em know
I see when they pretend
You wouldn’t tell me but it shows
Not a helping hand to lend when I could hardly rock the boat
The toughest times will make amends

I'm not afraid to be alone
A couple good friends but not any of ‘em know
I see when they pretend
You wouldn't tell me but it shows
Not a helping hand to lend when I could hardly rock the boat
The toughest times will make amends (ayy)
(The toughest times will make amends, ayy)
(G.O.D.S)