Vulnerability Lyrics

Show me, show me, show me, show me
Teach me how to be more open
Guarded like a cell, I'm holding
Wanna be in touch with my emotions
I'm so damn stuck in my ways
I'm trying to find vulnerability
You see the outside
Find out what's on the inside

Nice to meet ya
October born, I'm a Libra
I love love but fuck it, I'm a leaver
I got a vice and it's puffing on the Shisha
Chinsea, nickname Lisa
I got family, nuh have a lot of friends
Trust issues cah I live my life under the lens
Got a lot of fans full a Shenyeng
I am an overthinker but one thing me know is I'm a 10
I'm a hustler me remember this one prayer
Told God if me don't break ina music me a be scammer
Cause me have a son now and him father prefer nuh deh ya
Left him when him lick me cah me never want it regular

Never met my father
He wanted to abort me
Heard he was married
Hide it, softly
So many questions for my mother in my head
Me can't get answers to because she dead

Show me, show me, show me, show me
Teach me how to be more open
Guarded like a cell, I'm holding
Wanna be in touch with my emotions
I'm so damn stuck in my ways
I'm trying to find vulnerability
You see the outside
Find out what's on the inside

29 years under the sun
A man never yet make me cum
Coming like my mental blocked
From something that I heard two centuries back
You, how you say you love me?
Then you turned 'round and rob me, eh?
You helped me make it from the ghetto
So even though Imma left you me afi still respect you
Me nuh claim man
Cause them start out good then turn wasteman
Perfection, yes a that me believe in
Fairytale lifestyle, I like reading
I have an anxious avoidant attachment
When it start get good I get toxic
A just success alone give me peace
My first career choice played out for me
Badgyal almost turned a fucking police
And a couldn't talent make them don't want me to win
Personally, me think it's the color of my skin
Skin can't write
Skin can't rap
Skin can't perform
Color of my skin can't sing
So I just reverse racism
Mixed with little badmind ina the thing
Only me village a say me buss from pretty privilege
Some hate me then them love me when them see me have something to give...

Show me, show me, show me, show me
Teach me how to be more open
Guarded like a cell, I'm holding
Wanna be in touch with my emotions
I'm so damn stuck in my ways
I'm trying to find vulnerability
You see the outside
Find out what's on the inside

Nice to meet ya
October born, I'm a Libra
I love love but fuck it, I'm a leaver
I got a vice and it's puffing on the Shisha
Chinsea, nickname Lisa

My trauma followed me
Now me want part ways
Working night and daily
Just so I won't go crazy
I'm working hard on me
I want a better me
Emotionally and mentally
Physically too...
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