Taking Time To Speak My Truth Honestly* lyrics

[Verse]
Brace yourself, take your time, this sh*t is not a diss
Make your mind up, don't make no time for him at my expense
You see, I know you fine sh*t, you put on sh*t that's timeless
Like Chanel from 96', them YSL high's clickin'
When you step inside the Baccarat hotel, them diamonds glistening
Hit Casablanca in Morocco doin' high-end sh*t
Biggest yacht, I copped it, helicopters, how I spin sh*t
I ain't make this sh*t to not spend sh*t
But then you pop your sh*t and do it with Versace lipstick, and I got defensive
To me this sh*t is cheap but time expensive
I gavе you more and learned my lеsson, poor me, but you my blessin'
I'm stressin', still get you that Hermès Kelly
We used to shop at the Forever, talk about forever
You gon' look twenty-one forever, gon' be hot forever
Doin' sh*t, ain't gotta ask me, I spend that knot forever
New n*gga gon' get his ass beat, I do it acapella
Signed his jaw to Roc-A-Fella thinkin' he gon' stunt on my expense
Touch the Culinan, I cut 'em on some culinary sh*t
Tryna step on sh*t, no red bottoms, Bloody Mary sh*t
You care about em'? Tell 'em, "Cut it, all that f*ckin' arrogance" (Shh)
Airin' sh*t, rappin' like Carter, no Aaron sh*t
Rest in peace, I want candy paint, my whip
I'm Berry rich, embarrassing how I just—
I just keep givin' you more
Why'd I try to find solace through my vices when we split?
Put a sheisty on and try to find my wifey in the strip
Club I know that ain't like Bryson, but I had to write that hit
Turn tricks, lookin' at me like, "Boy, you ain't learn sh*t"
But then my earnings tripled, what I learned was just be earnest with 'em
And it's workin', huh? I can finally go get you that Birkin
I can finally get you that whip that you been askin' for, that trip that you been askin' for
But you still trippin' off the last ho
I ain't even come ask who you let smash, I detached from you
Left it in the past when I put you through the mattress
Took you back to Saks Fifth, spent racks on you, these facts here
Motherf*ck' last year, let's punt that through the stratosphere
All I see is mad tears, trust, I understand the fear
I can't let it shake me, why the f*ck you think I'm standin' here?
I miss huggin' you up under restoration, chandeliers
And I'm manic here without you and that's—
[Outro]
Well, that's the best way I can put it, for real, you know