Princes Video (MV)

I may not be alright, right
But I won't be okay, kay, kay, kay
I do this every dime, time
They make me feel insane, sane, sane, sane
They text you, say they're fine, fine
But they don't have the same, same, same, same
It's tricks inside my mind, mind
And I ain't into games, games, games, games
See, I wasn't worried about baby mamas
Hundred prescriptions and Vendi, Prada
The shit you would cook in the Betty Crocker
Man those days we were whipping like Benihana
But I ain't gon trip, those were daily problems
All of those jokes and the steady gossip
They keep it tucked when you're rarely round em
Bitch, you breaking my heart and you're barely talking
See, I wasn't ballin like scrimmages
I had to work on my penmanship Proving that I was in better
Than all of the bitches that stand in my circle
They tried to resent me, I never would let em
I need me some better friends I got some ghosts at the table
I'm fighting the feeling I realize would never end
Lately I'm writing some letters you wish you could send
And I know this is over-expected
I'm over-depicted
I never could settle
I fell for Coretta
I fell for a kingdom of fortune and tellers
They made me a peasant
They made me a god
They made me a prince
Something I'd never be saying again
I wanna be god
I wanna be prince
Something I'd never be saying again
Talk
I may not be alright, right
But I won't be okay, okay, okay
I do this every time, time
They make me feel insane, insane, insane, insane
See the roses are picking their petals I somewhat relate when they say it gets better
They tell me to look at the picture, it's bigger
But I take it all as invaluable lessons
I'm running in places the ground is worth stepping
I'm taking prescriptions as if it was Pez, I dispense it
If God is my witness, I wanted protection
But I could be gone any second
I wanna be gone and if that ain't the truth
Tell me there's something that is
I wanna be gone and if that ain't the truth
Tell me there's something that is
I may not be alright, right
But I won't be okay, okay, okay
I do this every time, time
They make me feel insane, insane, insane, insane
They text you, say they're fine, fine
But they don't act the same, same, same, same
It's tricks inside my mind, mind
And I ain't into games, games, games, games