The Right Words Lyrics

No one's in the kitchen but I'm stirring up the pot and it's hot

Still been thinking about the way I'm losing all my train of thoughts

You wouldn't believe me but it happens more often than not

Well whatchu gon' do about it?

I still give it all I got

But when it comes to fire I got this burning desire that I want to take me higher

So that some can be inspired to soon build their own empire

So don't call me a liar

Just know I will admire all the people that agree to it, agree to it

Don't talk about to speed through it, speed through it

And all of my scars I bleed through em, I bleed through 'em

If you look close you'll see through em, you'll see through 'em

But that's what makes me anxious

If I become famous will I get to live the same life or different one?

It would be outrageous to see me in the pages

Someway, somehow, if I could see myself evolve from C tier to the A-List

But surely that will come in due time and ages

I just gotta sit back and wait and be patient

But the way I'm livin in this generation

Makes me feel like cutting off communication

But if I make these words seem right

They'll help me get through the night

They'll help me get through the night

Momma kinda struggling to pay all these bills

Climbing up a mountain, it's a pretty steep hill

And If I post about you know Imma BeReal, cause if I do something fake, I will not know how you feel

I'm on the internet scrolling through the funniest reels

Some will have good intent, others are like kill or be killed

But maybe this is a drill for some of y'all to be still

So you can just sit back, relax, take a minute to chill then you can take a break

And don't be fooled by all the gold because most of it's fake

And if it gets too much to handle you need to escape the property

But honestly it just feels like I live in poverty (Why's that?)

That way that people stay surprising me

I don't know who's eyeing me

All I know is that if I just show them my true colors they gon' see a different side of me

That they do not want to see

So I keep it way pushed deep inside of my heart so they can't call nothing up out of me

And some don't even know what I believe

They can call it different, I called it a form of irony

But I think we all could use a little bit more privacy

But how can we get that if we're controlled by hierarchy

But if I make these words seem right

They'll help me get through the night

They'll help me get through the night

(Yea yea these words seem right)

(Get through the night)

(Get through the night)