Self Care lyrics

[Intro: Brent Faiyaz]
Hurt us now
Girl, your looks could commit murder
But, girl, can't nothing hurt us now

[Verse]
More than meets the eye
I know sometimes you stare at yourself
You the one, ain't no comparing yourself
Don't ever embarrass yourself
Broken heart, but you ain't tear it yourself
These n*ggas lame, you gotta cherish yourself
You too fly and you know it
But you ain't tryna fly to Paris yourself
You beautiful and you take care of yourself
One-eighty-seven when you walk through
Everybody perish and melt
Tryna buy love like it's right there on a shеlf
Checkin' out with your heart again
Black Ricks, and a blacked out Cardigan
In my city in that blackеd-out car again
Take a stroll through the trenches
Damn man, I forgot how hard it is, how my people ended up all heartless
All blacked-out heart, sh*t, black soul just to match my garment
Try to cross me like a damn Chrome Heart, b*tch (b*tch)
I rose from darkness
Lit a cove, glitter, gold, no dark sh*t
I'ma shark in the ocean, a carp fish
I'm a prospect to my community, they don't know what to do with me
They wanna break my heart, but I was gifted with immunity
As soon to be, the greatest of my faculty, a human beast
But I was raised in hell, so I'm ridin' with a demon fleet
If this sh*t on the floor, we run this sh*t the ground, a demon feet
Sleepin' with an angel every night trying to have demon seeds
Patience is a virtue, that's the only reason n*ggas breathe
Momma told me, "Stop and quit the violence and let n*ggas be"
The hate weigh on my shoulders, I'm becoming public enemy
Talking with my cousin, tryna help him, he start seeing things
Drugged out, showing his true colors, I know he envy me
But even at your darkest, boy, I pity thee, silly me
Walking with my n*ggas and we got a certain synergy
My brother lost his brother, I lost my brother, man, I got empathy
Lost some of my brothers 'cause them n*ggas movin' finicky
They dead in my eyes, coincidentally
It's 'posed to be some cradle to the grave, sh*t, woke up feelin' betrayed, b*tch
Head spinnin' like a Beyblade, b*tch, gun filled with truth, bang-bang, b*tch
Physically and spiritually away, b*tch, but my mind still on the same sh*t
Mind still on that same sh*t, still on that same sh*t (Self-care)
Self-care, self-care
Self-care, self-care
Self-care, self-care
Self-care, self-care
Self-care, self-care
[Instrumental Break]

[Outro]
Self-care, self-care
Self-care, self-care
Self-care, self-care
Self-care, self-care
Self-care, self-care
Tihs emas, tihs emas taht no llits
Erac fles, erac fles