J. Cole - Losing My Balance Lyrics
Yea huhYea one, two, one, two, one, twoOne, two, one two uh-huhYea, uhYea uhMiss high profile caught you shopping on CanalI guess it makes sense, it seems phony as your styleYour hair and your nails just as phony as your smileFake eyelashes, you drew your eyebrowsIt make a brother ask, do you pride yourself?Your make up like a mask, tryna hide yourselfIt seems on the outside you thinking you the shitBut there's a soul that's inside that you don't even knew existSo you so out of touch that the world mistreat you,Rich niggas ***** you and broke niggas beat youHoping this will reach you when you understandThat your value ain't determined by another manCause right now you let them brothers get the upper handAnd you just tell them go deep like CunninghamAnd you just let them OD like Len BiasAnd that ***** so good he let his friends try itLosing your balance, yea uhLosing your balance, yea uhLosing your balance,Girl you losing your balance uh, yeaDon't slip don't fall,Just a get a grip my nigga hold onDon't lose your balance,Don't lose your balanceI look around at my city this is SinVilleThat boy 11 years old and can inhaleSometimes I ride around wondering if we in hellOr why the cops love to throw a nigga in jailI'm bout to lose it I just had another friend killedOver some bullshit this cycle's like a windmillI had a convo with my soul I asked it "When will, this shit change?"It said boy "Just use them pen skills"-And so I write this for my niggas on the cornerLove you cause you my brother so I feel I got to warn yaThis shit ain't set up for a young brother to advanceOn that note, you niggas playing right into their handsDamn, better get yourself some goals, you niggas better dreamI know the hood raised you but there's bigger better thingsAnd for those that passed I need a moment of silenceSssssshhhhhYea and don't be losing your balanceDon't be losing your balance,Don't be losing your balance,My nigga don't be losing your balance,Uh yea so don't slip, don't fallJust a get a grip my nigga hold onDon't lose your balance, uhDon't lose your balanceI got a thing for this little mamaShe do it to me plus her brain is forreal I'm a... sucka for love I guessWon't catch her up in the club cause she ain't into thatKind of chick that rather rent a flick and get intimateSay she never ***** with thug niggas only gentlemenAnd yea that ass is fat but what's better is her intellectOther men ah sweat her when we walk pastCan't even blame em' I did the same when I saw that assMatch with the thin waist, brown with a slime faceLove the conversation and the kicks was like a sensaiNow she got me chillenin' with her all around the clockMy homeis beefin cause I never come around a lotKeep on telling me I changed and things ain't the sameAnd ever since she came around I never want to hangThey tell me that it's foul how a chick will make me switchBut man I can't help it dog her mind got me whippedI think I'm losing my balanceI think I'm losing my balance yeaShe got me losing my balance, uhShe got me losing my balance,But I won't slip I won't fall,Just a get a grip and hold onLosing my balance,Losing my balance
