The 100

[Verse]
Wrapped up in my pride, it’s got me acting like I don’t care
I miss Jordan, I miss Franklin
When I’m alone I get emotional and teary
Family’s like the only thing I ever want near me
I’m lovely but I know he still fear me, good, stay weary
Apply the pressure, I can’t register a loss, this ain’t a plan B
Maybe 'cause I’m popping she can’t stand me
Later on she might just thank me
The devil on my shoulder put the angel on mute
I’m sweating in the booth
I got no make-up on, I’m saying something rude
If she's brave enough to step up upon my shoes
I hope she's brave enough to fly up to the...
I had to realign my thought process
I’m in automatic mode
There weren't a manual I could grab onto and hold
It’s just me and this Meek type beat
It’s just me and this Aaliyah type B
I’ve had a shit week
If I wasn’t certain pressure made diamonds - I’d focus heavily on all my missed sleep
Instead I’m focused on some bigger things
Still I want bigger ring and bigger bling
Me and my babes are like Clarke and Lexa
I’m Clarke, she Lexa
His points don’t Nectar
It’s back to basics just to humble myself
Karma's a bitch, I gotta handle it well
Sometimes I feel like I’m two different people
Vengeance, I gotta rise up and get equal
The project that I drop is a Sequel
The zoot on my lip look wrapped in something like treacle
I haven’t checked in for a while, it’s nothing personal
I can’t stand forming bonds that are dispersible
If you fuck that little bitch it’s irreversible
I ain’t the type to bag up clothes and destroy designer clothes
I keep it 90 plus 10, that’s obtuse
She can show you 65 things that I would not do
He don’t sound threatening at all, he a nuisance
Won’t let my character get knocked for something stupid
Even on my last legs, even on my last breath, I can’t sit still
I feel uncomfortable knowing I ain’t hit 6 mil
Bait that I’m topic of discussion still
I’m in her mouth like some butter and some Wagon Wheels
Clout based, that ain’t drip or fashion
Zoot on my lip, I’m in a Kente pattern
Fired up, I'm like Chinese New Year
Pain and suffering ain’t new here