make sure that we don't get hurt
So inadvertently we hurt the ones
When I feel a losing you means so
much more than keeping score
When I think of all that I
I guess I shouldn't be ungrateful,
I should be more graceful
But was it worth the divorce?
It wasn't meant to be, I suppose
Cause when it came to this music,
it came second to nothing
A loving husband just wasn't
enough for me to stop hustling
This was before the connect,
Only a handful of female rappers,
You see, underground now,
Cause I can say what I want and
then say fuck how you feel
Print up that hustle and heels
But damn, what if I would've
Would my name be on your playlist?
Wouldn't even be able to say this
A ghostwriter would've been
Too busy fighting with me, myself and I
Every time I close my eyes
Won't let me go to sleep tonight
Maybe that should be a rap
May be I'm just over -rapped
This music makes you come alive
That make you feel like you
Would they miss me when I'm gone?
Would they listen to my songs?
Would they even know that I was here?
I could've been a wife and a mom by now
If I wasn't chasing a dream
that's gon' be mami y mi hermanita
The music was the only thing that
Lately, there's a disconnect,
so after the connect, I said
Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, yeah
Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe
Night, won't let me go to sleep
I, every time I close my eyes
Don't let me go to sleep tonight