Brave Lyrics

Sing my song

Sing my song

Sing my song

Sing my song

I was real savage at 21

Had a pain, didn't tell anyone

Felt ashamed, so I told everyone

Then I learned that the shame had just begun.

At 22, I was no goddess.

Showed it all, never dressed modest.

Told it all, I was too honest.

Drew ire like a crayonist.

[Phonics!]

Writing

was my new outlet.

Coping, couldn't get it out yet.

Shopping, buying new outfits.

Retail therapy at the outlets.

Hoping for some type of miracle.

Moping, couldn't be hysterical.

Womanhood is a type of spherical.

No wonder why I am so spiritual.

Kirk and Megan on the speakers.

Anxiety buzzing like a beeper.

Mama's girl didn't know I'd be her.

Bipolar doesn't make us weaker.

Peep that.

Keep that.

Fall back.

Sing my song

Sing my song

Sing my song

Sing my song

Scrolling through my IG

And I'm like why G?

Cause I tried to warn her,

Took everything in me.

Everyone treated me

Like some of type of enemy

Even all my day ones

Wasn't really friends to me.

(Shameful)

Autumn (all them) had me dizzy,

Sent me in a Tizzy

Now I'm with my real ones

I don't hope you miss me.

I don't hope you need me.

I don't hope you see me.

But I hope you bleed, G.

Cause you really foul, B.

Flagrant like you Draymond

Playing all those games

From the Book of Eli

Yeah, you bet I said his name.

Yeah, you better feel my pain.

I'm Earl Simmons to the booth

And I really spent my youth

Tryna recoup all the couth

That she said I ain't possess.

And I really tried my best

But forreal I been a mess

Ever since he caused me stress.

Could've led to death.

guess I'll call it Brave

Still ain't in the grave

To my pain, I'm not a slave

I will no longer behave.

I want those men to burn

the ones who stole a turn

Because the thing for which they yearned

Was a prize they never earned.

In my 20s, I have learned

That the high road is a myth

And two rights just make a bitch

I'll take my left with bliss.

Then plunge in the abyss.

The snakes gone feel the Hiss.

Guess this is a diss.

I wrote this for my sis

Who was never one to miss.

Sing my song

Sing my song

Sing my song

Sing my song

Headed for the Big 3

Hoping for some victory.

Closure like a wig

And I take a swig

Pour one up for me

Because look at what we did.

Tattoo on my wrist

Cause I write away the pain.

I see you, good sis.

You sharpened up your brain.

You went beyond the rain

To catch the rainbow. You're enough

They might think you weak,

But I think you're really tough.

And I know you've been through stuff

But you're a diamond in the rough