Prince Lyrics

I may not be alright, right

But I won't be okay, kay, kay, kay

I do this every dime, time

They make me feel insane, sane, sane, sane

They text you, say they're fine, fine

But they don't have the same, same, same, same

It's tricks inside my mind, mind

And I ain't into games, games, games, games

See, I wasn't worried about baby mamas

Hundred prescriptions and Vendi, Prada

The shit you would cook in the Betty Crocker

Man those days we were whipping like Benihana

But I ain't gon trip, those were daily problems

All of those jokes and the steady gossip

They keep it tucked when you're rarely round em

Bitch, you breaking my heart and you're barely talking

See, I wasn't ballin like scrimmages

I had to work on my penmanship Proving that I was in better

Than all of the bitches that stand in my circle

They tried to resent me, I never would let em

I need me some better friends I got some ghosts at the table

I'm fighting the feeling I realize would never end

Lately I'm writing some letters you wish you could send

And I know this is over-expected

I'm over-depicted

I never could settle

I fell for Coretta

I fell for a kingdom of fortune and tellers

They made me a peasant

They made me a god

They made me a prince

Something I'd never be saying again

I wanna be god

I wanna be prince

Something I'd never be saying again

Talk

I may not be alright, right

But I won't be okay, okay, okay

I do this every time, time

They make me feel insane, insane, insane, insane

See the roses are picking their petals I somewhat relate when they say it gets better

They tell me to look at the picture, it's bigger

But I take it all as invaluable lessons

I'm running in places the ground is worth stepping

I'm taking prescriptions as if it was Pez, I dispense it

If God is my witness, I wanted protection

But I could be gone any second

I wanna be gone and if that ain't the truth

Tell me there's something that is

I wanna be gone and if that ain't the truth

Tell me there's something that is

I may not be alright, right

But I won't be okay, okay, okay

I do this every time, time

They make me feel insane, insane, insane, insane

They text you, say they're fine, fine

But they don't act the same, same, same, same

It's tricks inside my mind, mind

And I ain't into games, games, games, games