Soft Girl Era
See, I want you to bask in your feminine energy
You don't gotta be a gangsta around me
Believe that
Baby, you can have it your way
Your way
Welcome to your soft girl era
Welcome to your soft girl era
Baby, you can have it your way
Your way
Welcome to your soft girl era
Welcome to your soft girl era
Two-fifty sent for your nails
Double for them bundles, oh yeah
I seen some red bottoms in the store
I bought them cause' they match with your hair
Date night, pick you up at eight
Be ready, I'ma be there
Roses waiting for you in your chair
You so pretty, god damn
Please pardon me if I stare
Two bands flat for your rent
I got you, don't worry, bae here
Pretty girls don't sweat shit
A real nigga' going to hear
Everything you said that you fear
And take all your problems and make them his
What's good? Tell me what you need to feel free
Tell me what you're seeing in your dreams
I promise I'ma make them real things
What's been on your mind lately
Mentally and emotionally
Open up, tell me what you going through
You know all them bitches hating on you
Do or die, right or wrong
I'll be on your side through it all
All them fake friends, fuck them all
Me and you together, we gonna' ball
Nah' mean? Promise I'm the realest on your team
Catch you when you fall If you lean
It's us against the world, you and me
Baby, you can have it your way
Your way
Welcome to your soft girl era
Welcome to your soft girl era
Baby, you can have it your way
Your way
Welcome to your soft girl era
Welcome to your soft girl era
Welcome to your soft girl era
You don't gotta be a gangsta around me
Believe that
Baby, you can have it your way
Your way
Welcome to your soft girl era
Welcome to your soft girl era
Baby, you can have it your way
Your way
Welcome to your soft girl era
Welcome to your soft girl era
Two-fifty sent for your nails
Double for them bundles, oh yeah
I seen some red bottoms in the store
I bought them cause' they match with your hair
Date night, pick you up at eight
Be ready, I'ma be there
Roses waiting for you in your chair
You so pretty, god damn
Please pardon me if I stare
Two bands flat for your rent
I got you, don't worry, bae here
Pretty girls don't sweat shit
A real nigga' going to hear
Everything you said that you fear
And take all your problems and make them his
What's good? Tell me what you need to feel free
Tell me what you're seeing in your dreams
I promise I'ma make them real things
What's been on your mind lately
Mentally and emotionally
Open up, tell me what you going through
You know all them bitches hating on you
Do or die, right or wrong
I'll be on your side through it all
All them fake friends, fuck them all
Me and you together, we gonna' ball
Nah' mean? Promise I'm the realest on your team
Catch you when you fall If you lean
It's us against the world, you and me
Baby, you can have it your way
Your way
Welcome to your soft girl era
Welcome to your soft girl era
Baby, you can have it your way
Your way
Welcome to your soft girl era
Welcome to your soft girl era
Welcome to your soft girl era
Credits
Writer(s): Cyrus Lewis
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