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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taizhé Aqueen Parson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yott Club
Producer
Lyrics
Cuz you already won, won
Won, won, won
So it's okay
Didn't know if I could fake it
Cuz I struggle to smile
Tryna work out all my problems
But I been in denial
About my issues, feeling lonely
I been alone for a while
Reading passages from passages hoping to heal my inner child
Faith
I keep it cool
What happens will happen
Cuz when it's hot or getting heavy
It's still somebody slackin'
Like I'm selling jokes making fun
Just to keep **** laughin'
Cracked a side, pressed stones, top coats for orderly fashion
How can I play my part
If I can't give you my truth
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Yeah I'm real living proof
Most likely my own worst critic
What anxious minds do
Personal bias, but I promise it's an honest review
Chin up love, head high
What I tell myself daily
Affirm the soul, ya know
Carry myself like a lady
Bags and bond, locked in key
Only music can save me
Singing these sad songs
that's my definition of praying
Am I more of a woman when I lead with affection
Imagine being lined up just to get your attention
They use my passion as a pass to cash a check I ain't spendin'
Fraudulent, they make believe
It's always one that's pretending
I heard it takes a village
Why can't I just ask for help
Some wanna see my name in lights so they got something to tell
And I think I deserve my earthly heaven
Just like anyone else
And yeah you'll see me cryin'
But I am proud of myself
Cuz you already won, won
Won, won, won
So it's okay
Forgot to call my grandma
Tell her I love her today
Feel so guilty being distant
And we only 3 blocks away
Of course I answer when she needs
Though it hurts that she even has to
Losing a son then losing ya strength
Can be the bearer of all ya bad news
Hope
Personified
Countin' my blessings
So I wrote a little story to make senses without the feds
Sending messages through pigeon claws
Scratch a hole into these prison walls
Play the enemies close so it's a foul when I double cross the guards
I made a mess when I aint have to
Feeding the stress like I could only afford fast food
It's enough to take the pain away
Until I face another day
Or till I face another jay
To make another great escape
I'm scared to fly among fish in a pond of water
Like I'm not cut from fatigue and been through battles even harder
I wish for life to bring us lightness
And death to bring us peace
So that we know when it's done
Our souls will be safe to keep
Put a ring onto this lifeline
Through sickness and health
Wealth could never frame me
Name bestowed on a shelf
I gotta polish scuffs and bruises
Mask the pain that I felt
But to say I even tried
I'm goddam proud of myself
Cuz you already won, won
Won, won, won
So it's okay
Written by: Taizhé Aqueen Parson