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workplace wounds // peace over pleasure - jinnypots كلمات أغنية

[part i: “workplace wounds”]

[verse 1]
single women, married women
lost women, so_called found women
keep your head afloat or you will drown with ‘em
she smiled at me once, now i’m readin’ every rhythm
it starts off really innocent until i start slippin’
then a wink in the break room turns to suspicion
my heart was telling me no but my mind wouldn’t listen
dms after hours, now i’m starting to lose my vision
supposed to clock in, but i clocked out my wisdom
now i’m tangled in a mess that i swore i’d never repeat
thought i learned from the last one but pride runs deep
i told myself “man it’s harmlеss, we’ll just some playful fun”
now i’m dodgin’ looks and rumors cause i’vе fumbled more than once
lil lover boy they call me, super sprung, loose lips
hr breathin’ down my neck every time i do a shift
told myself, “stay focused,” but i folded again
learned too late, every glance got a consequence within

[interlude]
learned too late, every glance got a consequence within

[verse 2]
thought i was the one (yeah), but i was one of a few (what)
found out she got a husband, side dude, and maybe two (d_mn)
she laughed it off like, “boy, you knew what this was”
now i’m sittin’ here confused, feelin’ played just because
now the whole building’s gigglin’ like this is funny scenes
whispers in the breakroom like i’m chasin’ fake dreams
they ain’t sympathizin’, they just point and they chuckle
like, “look at lover boy, his emotions all in a bundle”
tried to keep it p and smooth, but i end up fumbling the game
now i’m walkin’ through shame while she’s walking with no blame
tried to treat her like a queen, in a world cold as h_ll
but she had options in rotation, i was blind to the tell
so now i don’t mix my paper…with pleasure or pride
because one wrong move could set your hustle aside
i ain’t bitter, just wiser, took the l and i grew
had to lose who i was to become somebody that’s true
[part ii: “corporate confessions (peace over pleasure)”]

[verse 3]
don’t care how cute you are or how good the s_x is
i’m not gonna sit back and take your disrespectful _tapestop effect_
i’ve learned to respect myself, learned to love myself
now i move with standards, not just what’s under your belt
you think attitude’s a flex nah, that’s emotional debt
a pretty face don’t excuse the way you talk with neglect
you weaponize affection, you play coy to manipulate
then call men toxic when they finally walk away
i don’t even hate you shawty, i really pity your life
you crave attention, not growth that’s your real vice
you burn bridges for fun, then cry about the ash
tryna build something new with a foundation made of glass
to my fellas: learn the game, don’t just play to impress
p.o.p. peace over pleasure, or you’ll settle for less
i take full responsibility of the things we did
we both had our faults but i will not carry your sins
i was looking forward to showing you the dope things in life
even though your husband should, i was apart of your double life
triple life, quarter life, you had others on the menu
got a roster full of flings, girl, who really been with you?
you told me i was special, but that’s just what you do
you customize the lies like a meal made for two
now you sittin’ up holy, postin’ quotes like a saint
but your screenshots look different than the images you paint
don’t front for snapchat, don’t act like you ain’t
torn between your vows and the attention you seek to claim
fellas, don’t let a pretty face turn your grind to a mess
protect your peace first, never ever settle for less
you laughed at the truth, now it’s knockin’ for real
you pregnant with secrets, and no man to seal the deal
[outro]
mane hol’ up
mane hol’ up
thought you was gon’ get me but karma got you
don’t get rid of this one, gotta finish round 2
jinnifer

- workplace wounds peace over pleasure

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