Look What You’ve Done

Oh, look what you've done to me

You can chase the bags and floss the baguettes

As I proceed to give you what you need, m-m-microphone check

As I proceed to give you what you need, m-m-microphone check

Word to the most high, high

The most high, high

No going out bad, chasing a bag, I don't do nothing for trends

Feel like LaBelle, Patti, mothering soul, I'm carrying 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

But you'd rather be you

What's status wit' no character? That mirror, it's gon' stare at me

I face it naked, now I feel like Erykah, the world should see

I'm giving y'all a window seat

Priorities, I stand within the gap like I was Yeezy

I know Weezy know the bridge is weak

Should it break, I know I'll swim the creek like a fugitive

Talk to God, the source, asking 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

That days I feel lost, they redirecting 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 Meshach, more unbothered and more wise

A wise woman once said nothin' so I'll 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

You can chase the bags and floss the baguettes

As I proceed to give you what you need, m-m-microphone check

As I proceed to give you what you need, m-m-microphone check

Word to the most high, high

The most high, high

You can chase the bags and floss the baguettes

As I proceed to give you what you need, m-m-microphone check

As I proceed to give you what you need, m-m-microphone check

Word to the most high, high

The most high, high

I wonder all the time why Lauryn left

Some days I feel I'll do the exact same thing

It ain't no love here

The whips, chains, money and fame talk

That pressure made a diamond, I put that in a ring

Yeah, it's the roc, bish

I'm too Black, I'm too this, mm-hmm

Till Black girls meet me and tell me they feel seen

I represent it, ho

The Grammys were the first ones to nominate Rap

I just wanted awards from my all black everythings

For the Chikas, Tierras, LK40's, the future Queens

2011 Bron, I feel I'm the greatest without a ring

And this ain't condemnation, this is conversation

Don't get triggered, man

When men support me, I see some of you get inside your feelings, fam

I hate that

That y'all can't see the points made without step-backs

And step back, it goes both ways

Don't lift me up throwing shade at my sistas that made it out wit' ass and bass

Support what you like, you ain't gotta show love using hate, my ****

You can chase the bags and floss the baguettes

As I proceed to give you what you need, m-m-microphone check

As I proceed to give you what you need, m-m-microphone check

Word to the most high, high

The most high, high

You can chase the bags and floss the baguettes

As I proceed to give you what you need, m-m-microphone check

As I proceed to give you what you need, m-m-microphone check

Word to the most high, high

The most high, high

Aye, it's the world's most dangerous morning show, The Breakfast Club

I go by the name of Charlemagne the God, and, ladies and gentleman

Finally, one of the greatest lyricists of her generation has come out of hibernation

And is blessing us with some new sounds

It's the Carolina's own, Rapsody

The record is called Do Not Disturb It's Not Personal

Produced by Black Odyssey

Let's get into it