2nd fiddle

Sometimes, I wake up, forget myself Then I myself, had to pinch myself Then count my wealth, then count my blessings Then make them count, then count my blessings Then make them count If you think you're gonna string me along You got another thing coming, whoa I ain't never play 2nd fiddle for nathin' I mean, God never bowed down to Satan Tell me how I'm supposed to be patient Gotta get it how you get it, no waiting Time waits for no one, fuck your excuses Jesus or Judas, which one are you with? I had to get up, get on my grind and go get mine But I'll be right back, I'll be right back (Sing it now, sing it now) Sometimes, I wake up My dreams give me wings, I reached the stars last night My imagination is now real life No more stressing, just success and switching new addresses Agent Provocateur and Donna Karen dresses You losing ground throwing dirt Even when I ain't have shit I always knew my worth, and I still kept God first Played the back of the church, ski mask under my hijab As I pray to Jesus for a few early releases and I had to get up, get on my grind and go get mine But I'll be right back (I'll be right back) I'll be right back (I'll be right back) (Sing it now, sing it now) Don't take it the wrong way, I just wanna be great I'm running in my own race, I'm just tryna keep pace My real friends are still my friends Fake ones, they came and went Ricky Bobby daddy told me long time ago If you ain't first, you're last, y'all can all kiss my ass Don't take it the wrong way, I just wanna be great I'm running in my own race, I'm just tryna keep pace Real friends are still my friends Fake ones, they came and went Ricky Bobby daddy told me long time ago If you ain't first, you're last, y'all can all kiss my ass Sometimes, I wake up, forget myself Then I myself, had to pinch myself Then count my wealth, then count my blessings Then make them count, then count my blessings Then make them count Then make them count Then make them count Then make them count Then make them count