[TLC]
Even though...


[Chorus 1: TLC]
I'm on my way, on my way, on my way down
I'm on my way, on my way, on my way down

You're the one that was tryna keep me way down
But like the sun, all you know if I'm on my way down


[J. Cole]
Look, they tell me I should fix my grill cause I got money now
I ain't gon' sit around and front like I ain't thought about it

A perfect smile is more appealing but it's funny how
My %#@! is crooked look at how far I done got without it
I keep my twisted grill, just to show them kids it's real

We ain't picture perfect but we worth the picture still
I got smart, I got rich, and I got (*##$es still
And they all look my eyebrows: thick as hell

Love yourself, girl, or nobody will
Oh, you a woman? I don't know how you deal
With all the pressure to look impressive and go out in heels; I feel for you

Killing yourself to find a man that'll kill for you
You wake up, put makeup on, stare in the mirror
But its clear that you can't face what's wrong; no need to fix

What God already put his paint brush on; your roommate yelling