You don't know what it is to be me
And I don't know what it is to be you
That is because
We are made different from each other
But all girls, are meant to shine
All girls, are meant to be something special in this world
Even when they told, they not supposed to be

Who taught you how to hate your self?
How did it get this far?

Everything about you is magnificent
But you don't even know it
So let me tell you then

Its in your edges
The texture of your hair
When you walk down the street
Your stretch marks and [?]

Do you know how many people want to be you?
Try to look like you?
Try to act like you?
Spend millions of dollars trying to be, who you are

The color of your skin
Your hair
Your nails
Make they lips big like your
Make they skin dark like your

First they make fun of you
Then they want to be you
You are not like everyone else
You have no pain
But you, are different

They may paint a pretty picture of your likeness
But you, are just as deserving
In fact, you deserve, even more

Your dreams, deserve to be lived
And your beauty, deserves to be heard
You are so much more
Than the girl
Who looks out the window

They may have things you do not have
And lives, that seem easy
But you, will earn that
Because at the end of the day
You have something that money could not buy

I could go dumb with the flava
When you see me, I'm swimming in paper
I get high, I get low like an anchor
Havin' lunch with my financial bankers
Versace, I Chanel Medusa
I'm in Switzerland eating ragusa
I'm in Paris, I'm eating some duck
You take trains right after you fuck
You embarrassed you missed out on luck
Suburban, I pull up with the truck
I'm good with the flava, I'm good with the pot
Look at me, see me, I drop like it's hot
I cock back my shot, I pull 'em to the top
Shootin', I'm shootin', I'm shootin' a lot

Flava though, flava though, flava though, flava though
Flava though, flava though, flava
I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin'
I'm gettin', I'm gettin' this paper
The henney, the henney, the henney, the henney
The henney, the henney, no chaser
I'm gettin' the flava, the flava, the flava
The color of Now and Laters

My swag is the flava, my dab is the flava
Good with the season, two-seventeen
Just with my flava, my flava and me
Rainbow my money, I do like the green
I do not look at the tag, if I see it, I like it, I grab
I'll be good with the wrist and the hands
I stay low, I stay out of the mix
Play a show, get my check, and I dip
Little rocker girl, ringin' a Lyft
With my bitches, they gothic as fuck
All my bitches, they covered in blood
All my bitches, they show me they love
I'm a daddy, I'm built like a boss
I been swaggin', I drip with the sauce
I'm in Polo, no, never Lacoste
See a goofy, I tell 'em get lost

The flava, the flava, the flava, the flava
The flava, the flava, the flava
I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin'
I'm gettin', I'm gettin' this paper
The henney, the henney, the henney, the henney
The henney, the henney, no chaser
I'm gettin' the flava, the flava, the flava
The color of Now and Laters
Flavas, on flavas, on flavas, on flavas, on flavas, on flavas, on flavas
I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin'
I'm gettin', I'm gettin' this paper
The henney, the henney, the henney, the henney
The henney, the head, no chaser
I'm gettin' the flava, the flava, the flava
The color of Now and Laters