Losing My Balance
Lyrics J. Cole

[Verse 1]
Yea huh, yea one, two, one, two, one, two
One, two, one two uh-huh
Yea, uh
Yea uh
Miss high profile caught you shopping on Canal
I guess it makes sense it seems phony as your style
Your hair and your nails just as phony as your smile
Fake eyelashes you drew your eyebrows
It make a brother ask do you pride yourself?
Your make up like a mask tryna hide yourself
It seems on the outside you thinking you the sh*t
Put there's a soul that's inside that you don't even knew exist
So you so out of touch that the world mistreat you,
Rich n*ggas f*ck you and broke n*ggas beat you
Hoping this will reach you when you understand that your value ain't determined by another man
Cuz right now you let them brothers get the upper hand
And you just tell them go deep like Cunningham
And you just let them OD like Len Bias
And that pussy so good he let his friends try it

Losing your balance, yea uh
Losing your balance, yea uh
Losing your balance, girl you losing your balance uh, yea
Don't slip don't fall, just a get a grip my n*gga hold on
Don't lose your balance, Don't lose your balance

[Verse 2]
I look around at my city this is SinVille
That boy 11yrs old and can inhale
Sometimes I ride around wondering if we in hell
Or why the cops love to throw a n*gga in jail
I'm bout to lose it I just had another friend killed
Over some bullsh*t this cycle's like a windmill
I had a convo with my soul I asked it "When will, this sh*t change?"
It said boy "Just use them pen skills" - and so I write this for my n*ggas on the corner
Love you cuz you my brother so I feel I got to warn ya
This sh*t ain't set up for a young brother to advance
On that note, you n*ggas playing right into their hands
Damn, better get yourself some goals, you n*ggas better dream
I know the hood raised you but there's bigger better things
And for those that passed I need a moment of silence
Yea and don't be losing your balance

Don't be losing your balance,
Don't be losing your balance, my n*gga
Don't be losing your balance, uh yea so don't slip
Don't fall just a get a grip my n*gga hold on
Don't lose your balance, uh don't lose your balance

[Verse 3]
I got a thing for this little mama
She do it to me plus her brain is forreal, I'm a sucka for love I guess
Wont catch her up in the club cuz she ain't into that
Kind of chick that rather rent a flick and get intimate
Say she never f*ck with thug n*ggas only gentlemen
And yea that ass is fat but whats better is her intellect
Other men ah sweat her when we walk past
Cant even blame em' I did the same when I saw that ass
Match with the thin waist, brown with a slime face
Love the conversation and the kicks was like a sensei
Now she got me chillening with her all around the clock
My homies beefin cuz I never come around a lot
Keep on telling me I changed and things ain't the same
And ever since she came around I never want to hang
They tell me that its foul how a chick will make me switch
But man I cant help it dog her mind got me whipped
I think I'm losing my balance

I think I'm losing my balance yea
She got me losing my balance, uh
She got me losing my balance,
But I won't slip I won't fall, just a get a grip and hold on
Losing my balance, losing my balance


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