Look What You’ve Done Rapsody

[Intro]
Oh, look what you've done to me

[Chorus]
You can chase the bags and floss the baguettes
As I proceed to give you what you need, m-microphone check
As I proceed to give you what you need, m-microphone check
Word to the most high, high, the most high, high

[Verse 1]
No goin' out bad, chasin' a bag—I don't do nothin' for trends
Feel like LaBelle, Patti, motherin' soul—I'm carryin' twins
Couple of classics, one on the way—guess I should hop in a Benz
Flauntin' on y'all, flexin' on y'all, showin' what you are not in (I'd rather be you)
What's status wit' no character? That mirror is gon' stare at me
I face it naked; now, I feel like Erykah—the world should see
I'm givin' y'all a window seat, priorities
I stand within the gap like I was Yeezy; I know Weezy know the bridgе is weak
Should it break? I know I'll swim the creek likе a fugitive
Talk to God, the source, askin', "How many mics is this?"
They told me five, I told 'em seven—Jordan, Jackson, other Jordan
Phelps, Tyson, Coach K, Epps—I feel like seven
I feel like Seven momma, daddy some stars
The days I feel lost, they redirectin' me back to God
Whether in Kingdom Halls or synagogue, I pray to the high
Move wit' more intention because today, I know my why
When, who, what for, through what door my destiny lies
Just like Nas, got destiny ties; I model Iman
What they be on, I went beyond-beyond, got lighters in sky
Sat in the fire like Meshake, more unbothered and more wise
A wise woman once said nothin' so I never reply
I laugh through pain more these days than the days that I cry
No woman, no cry; these days, I feel more Mary J. Blige
Happy, happy, joyful, joyful 'cause I didn't comply (Damn)