Hené

Ain't nothing wrong here
I like my long hair
And Hope ain't Delilah
So you won't survive the
Time when I stand on stage between the speakers and find the
Columns, I lean and bring the whole ceiling down for the vibers
No Gospel rapper could best me
First Gospel act to act sexy
Fine boy if skinny or heavy
Overtly nerdy but dress me
And see the eyes that I'm getting
I plead with Michael come help me
It took him three weeks to pull up
I'm fasting now, I look gooder
Temptation swarming, I'm shook up
I could've married three times before this
She wasn't the one but she tried to force it
I wanted natural, she wanted forceps
I don't wanna act no more, can't afford it
Run and report it
You can't make all you decisions in reference to
Situations you were in just before this
Living in moments I hold in my palm without fingers
I know when I grasp it I'm dormant
You can try hold it but watch, in the snap of a digit
What you thought was solid was flowing
This is the way that you talk when you knowing
Things they be 'fraid to admit, I be showing
Treacherous communities say they're glowing
Wish that we knew that our strength is we're broken
We gotta be open

Keep it open right, no lies
People gotta recognise
Gotta get it
I'm running with it
Keep it open right, no lies
(Gotta be open)
Keep it open right, no lies
People gotta recognise
Gotta get it
I'm running with it
Keep it open right, no lies