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