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 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 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 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 the 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 there's bigger better things And for those that pa**ed I need a moment of silence Sssssshhhhh Yea and don't be losing your balance Don't be losing your balance, Don't be losing your balance, My n***a don't be losing your balance, Uh yea so don't slip, don't fall Just a get a grip my n***a hold on Don't lose your balance, uh Don't lose your balance I got a thing for this little mama She do it to me plus her brain is forreal I'm a... 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 ah sweat her when we walk past Can't even blame em' I did the same when I saw that a** Matched with the thin waist, brown with a slim face Love the conversation and the kicks was like a sensei Now she got me chillin' with her all around the clock My homiess 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 will make me switch But man I can't 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