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Who Ha
Tank and the Bangas
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Who ha, the world must be sniffing on them moon rocks
The same shit that got celebs giving out they who ha
Oh I, must be on that higher shit, infinite
The soul glow, a seraphim so delicate
A holy love just heaven sent
My grandma up there, she cooking eggs and shit
Paw paw, giving sermons before seven, Heaven must be
Lit-lit, lit-lit, lit-lit, lit-lit, lit-lit, lit-lit, lit
Give me grace
A star like me has never felt so out of place
When you grab me, grab me, twisty, twisted
Kismet, scripture, reckless, gifted
(And I ain't never felt this way before)
When did you let your self-confidence cradle itself into comparison?
When did you let the opinions of others dictate your original God-given thought?
How did your light become a night light for your personal demons?
When did you start becoming upset to wake up?
When was the moment you started believing you weren't good enough?
Fine enough or creative enough?
When did you start hiding the truth?
Biting your tongue, giving the safe answer?
Worried to offend than to defend
My god
Give me grace
A star like me has never felt so out of place
When you grab me, grab me, twisty, twisted
Kismet, scripture, reckless, gifted
(And I ain't never felt this way before)
When did their lies become your truth?
When did the limits in their skies become your roof, your ceiling?
When did they ill-ideology become nestled in the fibers of your feelings? When?
When did you forget that you deserve that healing?
When you gon' realize you're not alone?
You're not a victim or a villain
Your victories will be valiant
Tap into your talents, your gifts
I'd rather be soul rich than so rich, so
Keep swinging
Keep singing that song that reminds you that you belong
You are the star on the roster
You know you're the author of your book, right?
Whatever your mind writes it's what your life looks like
How's your pen game?
What's your endgame, your goal?
What's got a hold on you?
How does your inner child affect the older you?
It's true
You might not be able to get your hours back, but
You can take your power back
Give me grace
A star like me has never felt so out of place
When you grab me, grab me, twisty, twisted
Kismet, scripture, reckless, gifted
(And I ain't never felt this way before)
Who ha, the world must be sniffing on them moon rocks
The same shit that got celebs giving out they who ha
Oh I, must be on that higher shit, infinite
The soul glow, a seraphim so delicate
A holy love just heaven sent
My grandma up there, she cooking eggs and shit
Paw paw, giving sermons before seven, Heaven must be
Lit-lit, lit-lit, lit-lit, lit-lit, lit-lit, lit-lit, lit
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