Sneakers & Lilies (Outro)
Black Balenciagas to your funeral
You're not dead but it's really to soon to know
Loved you many moons ago
I just needed you to grow
You stayed high (UFO)
You stayed cheating (you's a hoe)
I had white Adidas on when you first hit me
You was mad 'cause I wouldn't buy some damn Henny
You ain't have a shiny penny
Wasn't hard you was semi
I was dumb, I was 20
You was messy, you was Wendy
All my friends looked at me, saying I was silly
Your dark skin and that grill, that was my Achilles
Blamed myself, yeah I felt so guilty
Now I'm in Buffalo London's buying black lilies
Black lilies to your funeral
Sneakers on, just in case I gotta box a hoe
I'm not saying you should go, I'm just saying that
You need to go before my lilies do, 'cause they beautiful
Black lilies to your funeral
Sneakers on, just in case I gotta box a hoe
I'm not saying you should go, I'm just saying that
You need to go before my lilies do, 'cause they beautiful
When I caught you cheating at the club in my car with your ex-nigga
I was in my Jordan 6's
I was mad livid, 'bout to give you both a couple stitches
Thats when I remembered, I'm too cute for jail, too ambitious
That night you walked your ass home, 'cause I left that ass
I hope them dusty ass Nike's got a lot of glass
When you got there, I was yelling you hit me some more
I said 'Cool my nigga' I'm 'bout to even the score
I put my white woman on and I called police
You spent the night in jail, counting 'til you got released
Next day, restraining order on your trifling ass
Cortez's on, spotting lilies in the grass
Black lilies to your funeral
Sneakers on, just in case I gotta box a hoe
I'm not saying you should go, I'm just saying that
You need to go before my lilies do, 'cause they beautiful
Black lilies to your funeral
Sneakers on, just in case I gotta box a hoe
I'm not saying you should go, I'm just saying that
You need to go before my lilies do, 'cause they beautiful
Moral of the story
Don't let anybody hit you
Period!
End of story
Ain't no hidden meaning
Ain't no fucking allegory
Don't get caught up in the cycle
Don't fall in that category
Taking lie detector tests
Like an episode of Maury
When you knowing that he cheating
Don't get played like an Atari
Sis don't be sorry
Sis don't be sorry
Or Bro
Well shit, happened to me I just approached it
Yea, and I know it can be scary
I know you thinking if he hit you, he gon' ask to marry
It's way too ordinary, and we need more commentary
So then I'm rocking Yeezy's when I hit the cemetery
You're not dead but it's really to soon to know
Loved you many moons ago
I just needed you to grow
You stayed high (UFO)
You stayed cheating (you's a hoe)
I had white Adidas on when you first hit me
You was mad 'cause I wouldn't buy some damn Henny
You ain't have a shiny penny
Wasn't hard you was semi
I was dumb, I was 20
You was messy, you was Wendy
All my friends looked at me, saying I was silly
Your dark skin and that grill, that was my Achilles
Blamed myself, yeah I felt so guilty
Now I'm in Buffalo London's buying black lilies
Black lilies to your funeral
Sneakers on, just in case I gotta box a hoe
I'm not saying you should go, I'm just saying that
You need to go before my lilies do, 'cause they beautiful
Black lilies to your funeral
Sneakers on, just in case I gotta box a hoe
I'm not saying you should go, I'm just saying that
You need to go before my lilies do, 'cause they beautiful
When I caught you cheating at the club in my car with your ex-nigga
I was in my Jordan 6's
I was mad livid, 'bout to give you both a couple stitches
Thats when I remembered, I'm too cute for jail, too ambitious
That night you walked your ass home, 'cause I left that ass
I hope them dusty ass Nike's got a lot of glass
When you got there, I was yelling you hit me some more
I said 'Cool my nigga' I'm 'bout to even the score
I put my white woman on and I called police
You spent the night in jail, counting 'til you got released
Next day, restraining order on your trifling ass
Cortez's on, spotting lilies in the grass
Black lilies to your funeral
Sneakers on, just in case I gotta box a hoe
I'm not saying you should go, I'm just saying that
You need to go before my lilies do, 'cause they beautiful
Black lilies to your funeral
Sneakers on, just in case I gotta box a hoe
I'm not saying you should go, I'm just saying that
You need to go before my lilies do, 'cause they beautiful
Moral of the story
Don't let anybody hit you
Period!
End of story
Ain't no hidden meaning
Ain't no fucking allegory
Don't get caught up in the cycle
Don't fall in that category
Taking lie detector tests
Like an episode of Maury
When you knowing that he cheating
Don't get played like an Atari
Sis don't be sorry
Sis don't be sorry
Or Bro
Well shit, happened to me I just approached it
Yea, and I know it can be scary
I know you thinking if he hit you, he gon' ask to marry
It's way too ordinary, and we need more commentary
So then I'm rocking Yeezy's when I hit the cemetery
Credits
Writer(s): Khiry Haley-collins
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