Little-Game

Boy, you think you slick, running your lines

Smiles, whispers, and midnight designs

I see through the charm, the fake invitations

Playing your tricks, calling them temptations

You think I'm naive, think I'll just stay

But I've got my mind, and I've got my way

Every move you make, every little shame

I see the truth in your pretty little game

You flex for attention, thinking I'm blind

Dropping your words like they're gold you mined

But I don't fall for the drama, the hype

I'm big momma energy, too sharp, too ripe

Your promises slippery, your actions weak

I want real love, not the games you speak

Try to pull me in, I won't play the same

I dodge the lies in your pretty little game

You smile in my face, but I see the schemes

The kind that haunt your own broken dreams

I'm velvet fire, soft but I sting

Not a puppet to dangle from your string

I don't need to chase, I don't need to bend

I break the cycle you pretend to mend

Your tricks exposed, I've called your name

No more falling for your pretty little game

I see through the smoke, the glitter, the lies

Your clever disguise don't fool my eyes

Boy, you can try, but I won't cave

I'm rising above, I'm too brave

Pretty little game, you can't fool me

I'm too smart, too grown, too free

Your whispers, your tricks, your late-night fame

I'm untouchable, boy, I see your game

You thought you had me

But I've been the queen all along

Your game's pretty, your lies thin

I don't fold I don't belong

To your chaos, your tricks, your charm

I'm the storm I'm the calm

Pretty little game

I see it I feel it

But I rise

I win

You lose

Game over