Mr. Wise - Hurts lyrics

[Verse 1] Goddamn, it feels so good to be alive Look I made it through thoughts of suicide Dug from the dark side even I'm surprised Took so much time planning my own demise I missed out on where beauty lies And that's why From now on, you'll never see fear in my eyes Oh, they said I'd never make, oh they hate it Cause they see me on these stages And all up on their girl playlist Kicked me down when we could've related Overzealous with being rich without a work ethic I'm a heartbreak kid with a diesel and a razor with brick And on 123 Kid, everything clicks (Too sweet) I'm a cut above these pussies like C sections Heed lessons if you're life's not worth more than a VIP section Could be a finish line away from greatness But this here line could be receding like Lebron at 27 Meant my words, no repeating, so conceited All the obstacles, I'll see it, I'll defeat it That's why I'm taking you to task, watch me control, shift and delete it That's why I'm winning and I'm grinning all the way to the bank If being great ain't on your agenda, shorty f** what you thank Cause if you're top 3, guess I have to be negative to the rank Don't wanna Purple Rain on your Parade but if you shoot your J, your futures bleak, clank [Chorus] You'd pray I'd be a goner Now I pray on all your furniture That you hit your big and pinky toe on every single corner You'll never ever sell me short Since I finally know my self worth When you look me in my eyes and you swallow your pride To the middle of your soul, b**h, I hope it hurts b**h, I hope it Hurts, Hurts, Hurts b**h, I hope it Hurts, Hurts, Hurts b**h, I hope it Hurts, Hurts, Hurts b**h, I hope it Hurts, Hurts, Hurts b**h, I hope it Hurts, Hurts, Hurts b**h, I hope it Hurts, Hurts, Hurts When you look me in my eyes and you swallow your pride To the middle of your soul, b**h, I hope it hurts b**h, I hope it [Verse 2] See life is, filled with Too many picket signs, no white fences And you wonder why we so defensive See that list is, damn near endless Trying to win this Coming off the bench, 50 points down, wonder why we so offensive f** what you think Like Ye in 2013, I'm living my life without Consequences I see baby girl working, t**ng, learning Steady building while in search of Her true self, if I don't know, she's up on it Her s**uality, she owns it Black girl magic, she's gotta have it Life can be hair pulling at times But no sweat, them edges stay immaculate Like damn, yes girl, got damn Not defined by a man, but for what you stand She doesn't need a hand, needs you to understand That she's always had a plan So be by her side or get rolled the f** over Belle hook to the person you're becoming and that f** sh** she fly over with International trips TSA going through her hair, she like "b**h All you gonna find is a goddess And you can barely handle a fifth Of this right here Let me make this clear My autonomy is the embodiment of heaven sent The limits you set, I pa** it Pour champagne on a f** boy, watch me Dame Dash it" [Chorus] You'd pray I'd be a goner Now I pray on all your furniture That you hit your big and pinky toe on every single corner You'll never ever sell me short Since I finally know my self worth When you look me in my eyes and you swallow your pride To the middle of your soul, b**h, I hope it hurts b**h, I hope it Hurts, Hurts, Hurts b**h, I hope it Hurts, Hurts, Hurts b**h, I hope it Hurts, Hurts, Hurts b**h, I hope it Hurts, Hurts, Hurts b**h, I hope it Hurts, Hurts, Hurts b**h, I hope it Hurts, Hurts, Hurts When you look me in my eyes and you swallow your pride To the middle of your soul, b**h, I hope it hurts b**h, I hope it