Yvette's Cooking Show Testo

Testo Yvette's Cooking Show

Maybe if I get up, I'Il stay up this time
Who knows for certain?
Maybe this the best I got
And maybe my best just ain't workin'
Maybe
I'll find a way to a new thing
I'll be a new thing
Maybe I could be made over
Maybe I could be made over
'Cause everything that I thought I knew
It turns out that I don't
Maybe I could be made over
Maybe I could
Maybe I could

God was always laughing at my plans
'Cause somehow you just slipped right out my hands
And even when I'm half across the world
I'll always be your lil' baby girl
I say "Damn, my nigga"
You'll always be the fuckin' man, my nigga
I'll always be your fuckin' biggеst fan, my nigga
But there you go, fuckin' up the plans, my nigga
Hopе you forgive yourself
Forgive your body, all its issues, and its declined health
Forgive the streets and all the shit you ain't heal
All the shit that left you numb and all the shit you ain't feel
Yeah
I know how shit get real
I hope you get to rest
You somewhere chillin', laid back, knowing you did your best Yeah
Knowing you did your best

I'm on tour Pop, uh
Eating oysters at the Paris stop, uh
Copping Gucci at the vintage shop, yeah
My nigga left the world and the world ain't stop

Yeah
Money ain't the answer, man, I swear it ain't
When some escape the monster and the rest get ate
Grief's a heavy meal when it's on your plate
Lonely's a monster too and it's all our fate, yeah
Guess I'ma see you when I see you, uh
Guess I'ma see you when I see you
The light in me is the light in you, uh
I hope you see me and you see you

'Cause everything that I thought I knew
It turns out that I don't
Maybe I could be made over
Maybe I could be made over
Maybe I could
Maybe I could