Identity

There's a lot of bitches in the world I ain't even fucked yet
Niggas still stuck on the rookie status, I've been the vet
Late nights in the studio, I'm tryna make the shit work
Performing at them clubs, bad bitches pulling up the twerk

Shawty getting closer every time she throw it on a nigga
Money still growing, but you know what else is getting bigger
Shawty love my fragrance when she kissing on my fucking neck
Ain't politicking with these hoes, I'm throwing up the fucking set

Two-tone AP on my wrist, I got them diamonds dancing
Shawty catching feelings, but I tell her we just fucking
I don't know the meaning of love, so I be running
Once her legs start shaking crazy, know she cummin

Hit me up when you lonely, cause you know a nigga just coming through
Lay it down and get out of there, cause I am done with you
I'm gettin mine, I know it ain't fair, but baby this is true
I'm all about myself, I don't give a fuck what you gonna do

I'm back in my element, your heart really irrelevant
Don't care that you been suffering, I know a nigga been over it
Not giving you my energy, your fake love my enemy
I still hurt, but you'll never see what I go through mentally

My time ticking, it's almost up, built my heart to never trust
Wasted all my time, I'm sitting here with these memories
Wishing that my heart got its closure and found serenity
Wishing I can go find myself and my identity



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Winford
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