With the sh*t she be droppin'
Why ain't she popping yet?
They see the tip just the toppin'
Well, they don't nothing get man
If you only knew what the industry does to a girl like me
Not playing the victim cause boys they also see
I had a man in a black suit tell me what he's gon' do
He's gonna crush my dream in just fifteen minutes
If I don't sign to him
F**k him I still ain't finished
He said that shit but I'm too thick
And I'll be winning soon
So stack your dollars to the sky
Drive your Maserati and you probably cry
You probably cry
I've been bribed by dollars and even jewelry
I mean it's not new to me
Being blocked from many opportunities
Just because their rules don't do it for me
Not gonna change for no contacts
Not gonna give myself to you just for a contract
And I don't care about no money and no cars
If I can't be who I am, I don't wanna be a star
When I have a daughter I'll take her bachata
To teach her that rhythm to notice the slither
The snakes in the grass, all them boys
All them boys only want that ass, want that ass
And man they can hate me
But they can't really blame me for living one life
So I will live my life my way
And they can live life their way
I'll be happy if only my Mama listen to this song!
And mama I'll make it cause you made me strong
Why ain't she poppin'
Why ain't she poppin'
Not enough real conversation
Look up at the constellations
Not enough real conversation
Look up at the constellations
Why ain't she poppin' is it meant to be
Success to you ain't success to me
And I'd rather the long road
Than be a girl who sold her soul