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Picked up the pieces
And made a masterpiece
Told myself it's no limit
Like I'm Master P
And these days I'm just learning how to
Master peace
I'm just a blank canvas
One day I'll be a work of art
I ain't been the same baby
Since you broke my heart
I really could've been what you needed
I was just in between seasons
You let me go like I was average
And I swear that turned me into a savage
Keep thinking that we should have it all
Ain't no pictures hanging up of us on these walls
Been ending my nights with some wine in a bubble bath
I was a good girl for you
Now I'm bad
I'm bad and I'm fine as fuck
Too bad I wasn't enough
Back then, i couldn't afford fendi
I just wanted to know you was riding with me
Now on my worst day I'm stepping out in Prada
Me, myself and I, it's all about self love

We could've made museums out of these hallways
If you would've stayed down i would've loved you always
You can still see the pain in my eyes
But next time you see me I
I'll be a butterfly
Yea, I'll be a butterfly
I swear i saw this coming
Back when you started running
Now I'm up on display, I'm stunning
I'm beautiful. Im stunning.
That pain done turned into money
Now I'm acting funny
These halls done turned into museums
I know you see em

How could you cut me off so Cavalier?
You just left me hanging like a chandelier
But i be lighting up rooms & I'm pretty
That pain changed me, now I'm sadity
Your family say you can't forget me
You'll never find me where you left me
I'm doing better now, my pockets heavy
Now I'm up on display
Living life my way
You been on my mind like a beret
Been spending some time in L.A
Been spending some time in the sky
Or drunk off French 75's
Feel like you should be in these pictures
Hang em up on the wall, damn i miss ya

I'm beautiful. I'm stunning
That pain done turned into money
Now I'm acting funny



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Writer(s): Jasmine Whitley
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