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Stuck

 

Stuck


I'm stuck here with feelings from the past, feelings for my last
No sufficient sleep, not knowing what to eat
Do I need a man to hold my hand and make me smile?
I've been on my independent shit for a while
But nah, it's not time for love
Maybe I need yoga, maybe I need bud
Maybe what I'm feeling isn't bodily
Maybe something really good is coming, this the prophecy
Maybe I just need to be more thankful, give my offerings, uh
And see what my life offers me
Or maybe I need one more loc, a little more shea
Another headwrap, or maybe just a day
To sleep, meditate, and watch hella Netflix
Or maybe I just need to find my ankh necklace, I'm reckless
I know enlightenment isn't matter
My mind's above these paradigms, I need to change my pattern
Or maybe go to Saturn
But probably the latter, uh

I can't even find this shit in my journal, like
Where this shit go?
Stuck here
I'm stuck here, here, woah, woah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm stuck here feeling insecure, weak and immature
Eyes are turning green from jealousy telling me
That my doors are closing
So I had to force them open
Keep my spirit flowing in knowing
The competition that I'm fearing does not exist
And the opposition that I'm feeling will not persist
Once I understand that they power won't diminish mine
And that the hate I'm harboring is toxic to my mind
So clear my head and heart instead of holding onto pain
Once I find my center, I'll begin to flourish once again

Here, stuck, stuck here
Stuck here, stuck, stuck

Maybe I need just one more loc and a little more shea (Little more shea, little more shea)
Oh, maybe I just need just one more loc and a little more shea (Little more, little more shea)
Oh, maybe I just need just one more loc and a little more shea
Just one more loc and a little more shea
Just one more loc and a little more shea, oh

I'm checking horoscopes just so I can scope
Tryna figure out just so I can cope
It says give it time, it'll be alright
Your future's looking bright, and yeah, that might be tight
But today I woke up crying, hey
My energy is dying

So maybe I need just one more loc and a little more shea
Or maybe I need one more loc and a little more shea
Or maybe I need one more loc and a little more shea, hey
One more loc, little more shea
One more loc, little more shea, hey, yeah

Little, and a little, and a little more shea, ayy, ayy
And a little, and a little more
And a little more shea, more shea, more
Shea butter
Ah-shea, ah-shea, ah-shea, oh

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