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Even though I-
On my way, on my way, on my way down
On my way, on my way, on my way down
You were the one that was trying to keep me way down
But like the sun, know you know I found my way back 'round
They tell me I should fix my grill 'cause I got money now
I ain't gon' sit around and front like I ain't thought about it
A perfect smile is more appealing but it's funny how
My shit is crooked look at how far I done got without it
I keep my twisted grill, just to show the kids it's real
We ain't picture-perfect, but we worth the picture still
I got smart, I got rich, and I got bitches still
And they all look like my eyebrows, thick as hell
Love yourself, girl, or nobody will
Though you a woman, I don't know how you deal
With all the pressure to look impressive and go out in heels
I feel for you
Killing yourself to find a man that'll kill for you
You wake up, put makeup on
Stare in the mirror, but it's clear that you can't face what's wrong
No need to fix what God already put his paint brush on
Your roommate yelling, "Why you gotta take so long?"
What it's like to have a crooked smile
On my way, on my way, on my way down
On my way, on my way, on my way down (this crooked smile)
You were the one that was trying to keep me way down
But like the sun, know you know I found my way back 'round (yeah)
To all the women with the flaws, know it's hard my darlin'
You wonder why you're lonely and your man's not callin'
You keep fallin' victim 'cause you're insecure
And when I tell you that you're beautiful, you can't be sure
'Cause he don't seem to want you back, and it's got you askin'
So all you see is what you lackin' not what you packin'
Take it from a man that loves what you got
And baby girl, you a star, don't let 'em tell you you're not
Now, is it real? Eyebrows, fingernails, hair
Is it real? if it's not, girl, you don't care
'Cause what's real is something that the eyes can't see
That the hands can't touch