J. Cole - Losin My Balance lyrics

Miss high profile caught you shopping on Can*l 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** But 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***as f** you and broke n***as beat you Hoping this will reach you when you understand That your value ain't determined by another man Cause 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 p**y so good he let his friends try it [Hook] 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***a 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 11 years old and can inhale Sometimes I ride around wondering if we in hell Or why do cops love to throw a n***a in jail I'm bout to lose it I just had another friend k**ed Over some bullsh** this cycle's like a windmill I had a convo with my soul I asked it "When will, this sh** change? " It said boy "Just use them pen sk**s"- And so I write this for my n***as on the corner Love you cause you my brother so I feel I got to warn ya This sh** ain't set up for a young brother to advance On that note, you n***as playing right into their hands Damn, better get yourself some goals, you n***as better dream I know the hood raised you but it's bigger better things And for those that pa**ed, I need a moment of silence Sssssshhhhh [Hook] [Verse: 3] I got a thing for this little mama She do it to me plus her brain is forreal, I'mma s**a for love I guess Won't catch her up in the club cause she ain't into that Kind of chick that rather rent a flick and get intimate Say she never f** with thug n***as only gentlemen And yea that a** is fat but what's better is her intellect Other men would sweat her when we walk past Can't even blame em' did the same when I saw the a** Match with the thin waist, brown with a slim face Love the conversation and the kicks was like a sensai Now she got me chillin' with her all around the clock My homies beefin cause 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 it's foul how a chick can make me switch But man I can't help it dawg, her mind got me whipped [Hook]