Snakes Next Door
Even on the outside
I'm not who I used to be
Now I be
On my solitary from 9-3
On my solitary plus one or two
From 3-9
I don't have the time
For the strangers or their foolery
I don't have to see a lot
To read between the lines
Ignore my intuition and the signs
Then it's all on me
I just cease to play the part
To let the true motives shine
I don't need the sorrow or the empathy
Friends with everybody when it's up
But when you're all alone
And no one gives a fuck
You're left with nothing
Cos they took it all
They want you to believe you're stuck
I'm up with The Divine (God)
Never needed Lady Luck
And if I want a bag
I don't have to fuck or suck
I can bag with my mind
I don't need my looks
And while you tried to bag me
Bitch your king is took
Now I got you shook
Cos you thought that I was down for good
I was only resting
Now you showed your hand
I ain't mad it's pathetic
When I say this it's emphatic
The way they hated on Jesus
Ain't an urban legend
I was crying when I found out that you were a Judas
But that's just the way your attitude is
Cos you were eating at the table with us
But you still decided to be ruthless
I'm not who I used to be
Now I be
On my solitary from 9-3
On my solitary plus one or two
From 3-9
I don't have the time
For the strangers or their foolery
I don't have to see a lot
To read between the lines
Ignore my intuition and the signs
Then it's all on me
I just cease to play the part
To let the true motives shine
I don't need the sorrow or the empathy
Friends with everybody when it's up
But when you're all alone
And no one gives a fuck
You're left with nothing
Cos they took it all
They want you to believe you're stuck
I'm up with The Divine (God)
Never needed Lady Luck
And if I want a bag
I don't have to fuck or suck
I can bag with my mind
I don't need my looks
And while you tried to bag me
Bitch your king is took
Now I got you shook
Cos you thought that I was down for good
I was only resting
Now you showed your hand
I ain't mad it's pathetic
When I say this it's emphatic
The way they hated on Jesus
Ain't an urban legend
I was crying when I found out that you were a Judas
But that's just the way your attitude is
Cos you were eating at the table with us
But you still decided to be ruthless
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Writer(s): Jamia Hopkins Wilson
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