Pretty
I do... I do speak in proverbs and I'm not ashamed of it
But you do your best and you leave the rest
Don't let life drive you crazy, you drive that motherf*er, it's yours
Do you understand? You're in charge
You can wait for something outside of you to help you if you want
You better look in the mirror
Look in the mirror and love what you see
Or stand there until you love it
If the tears come, let em' come
But stand there
That's what I wanna give you guys
I don't care what profession you go in
Don't think it's gonna come overnight
It's not
Your job is to do the work
Who am I?
Because honey if you don't know who are in the back of that limousine it doesn'tmatter.
This is for the women who thought we had it all together
Doing wifey shit without a ring
Loving fuck boys we thought we'd be with forever
If anything, we're everything
You didn't deserve to know me that way
But I let you play in my face
Almost caught a case
Fast forward, I'm in prime
I thought i was late but I'm right on time
I thank God i lost you
Before i lost my mind
I was lost in you
But now I'm hard to find
I know you miss me because I'm pretty
And my perfume still lingers
Ain't no ring on my finger
The only baggage I got is at baggage claim
Flowers grew when you threw dirt on my name
I found my purpose in all that pain
Now I'm really pretty
Ain't no nigga driving me crazy
I been real pretty lately
Mmmm...
You lied then I cried and now I'm outside
I'm outside looking good
I'm so beautiful
And my edges full
I'm feeling my best
On my worst behavior
Those tears on my pillow
Worked out in my favor
Ain't no spinning the block
You can't save me for later
I ain't one of them bitches that need forty dollars
I'm proud of me
I can buy own Prada
So play with your mama
Look him in eyes and tell him play with his mama
Ooh yeah...
I know you miss me because I'm pretty
And my perfume still lingers
Ain't no ring on my finger
The only baggage I got is at baggage claim
And flowers grew when you threw dirt on my name
I found my purpose in all that pain
Now I'm really pretty
Ain't no nigga driving me crazy
I been real pretty lately
Ouuu...
I been real pretty lately
These niggas can't save me
Ain't having no babies
But you do your best and you leave the rest
Don't let life drive you crazy, you drive that motherf*er, it's yours
Do you understand? You're in charge
You can wait for something outside of you to help you if you want
You better look in the mirror
Look in the mirror and love what you see
Or stand there until you love it
If the tears come, let em' come
But stand there
That's what I wanna give you guys
I don't care what profession you go in
Don't think it's gonna come overnight
It's not
Your job is to do the work
Who am I?
Because honey if you don't know who are in the back of that limousine it doesn'tmatter.
This is for the women who thought we had it all together
Doing wifey shit without a ring
Loving fuck boys we thought we'd be with forever
If anything, we're everything
You didn't deserve to know me that way
But I let you play in my face
Almost caught a case
Fast forward, I'm in prime
I thought i was late but I'm right on time
I thank God i lost you
Before i lost my mind
I was lost in you
But now I'm hard to find
I know you miss me because I'm pretty
And my perfume still lingers
Ain't no ring on my finger
The only baggage I got is at baggage claim
Flowers grew when you threw dirt on my name
I found my purpose in all that pain
Now I'm really pretty
Ain't no nigga driving me crazy
I been real pretty lately
Mmmm...
You lied then I cried and now I'm outside
I'm outside looking good
I'm so beautiful
And my edges full
I'm feeling my best
On my worst behavior
Those tears on my pillow
Worked out in my favor
Ain't no spinning the block
You can't save me for later
I ain't one of them bitches that need forty dollars
I'm proud of me
I can buy own Prada
So play with your mama
Look him in eyes and tell him play with his mama
Ooh yeah...
I know you miss me because I'm pretty
And my perfume still lingers
Ain't no ring on my finger
The only baggage I got is at baggage claim
And flowers grew when you threw dirt on my name
I found my purpose in all that pain
Now I'm really pretty
Ain't no nigga driving me crazy
I been real pretty lately
Ouuu...
I been real pretty lately
These niggas can't save me
Ain't having no babies
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Writer(s): Jasmine Whitley
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