Doves
Mavi Lyrics

Every turn of page just another issue
Life is full of problems that keep coming up, like turning the pages of a book

Good days is a double-edged blade, Ginsu
The good days have a downside, like a sharp knife that can cut both ways

I can't count a frame where I didn't miss you
I always miss you and can't remember a time when I didn't

I been outerspace, knocking tryna get through
I've been feeling lost and trying to connect with you from far away

High as fuck as close to consistent, my mental
I'm often high and it helps me stay calm and consistent mentally

I been drinkin' under the table, I thought you quit fool
I've been drinking a lot, even though I thought you had quit

I don't think you know 'bout reverence and ridicule
You don't seem to understand respect or criticism

I don't think you know 'bout theft as founding principle
You don't realize that stealing is how some people start their lives or businesses

I don't think we'll ever have enough to get us full
We'll never have enough to satisfy ourselves completely

I don't think I'll ever fall in love again, I'm cool
I don't think I'll ever love again, and that's okay with me

I didn't think we'd ever have this budget or this pull
I didn't expect us to have this much money or influence

Conversation with the youngins, pulled up after school
I had a talk with some young people after school

Told 'em, got this VVS chain, we breaking the rules
I showed them my fancy diamond chain and encouraged them to break the rules

Still got these A's, made my prayers after a jugg
I still have my grades and pray after each hustle

Hella anxious, made space for thinkin' I could
I'm very anxious, but carve out space for positive thinking

When the city get no cushion I ain't feign I understood
When things are tough, I don't pretend to understand everything

It's a storm, I locked eyes with the eye for some hours
I faced a storm and stared it down for hours

Broke my pride at the height of my power
I had to let go of my pride when I was at my strongest

Confidence ain't common sense, so niggas sour
Being confident doesn't mean you have common sense, which makes some people angry

Don't hate me in secret, give me all my flowers
Don't secretly hate me, give me the credit I deserve

I hate me in public 'cause I got a spine
I'm often hard on myself in public because I'm strong and have a backbone

I struggle with trusting, 'cause I got a mind
I have trouble trusting because I'm intelligent and always thinking

I mutter my luggage tonnage over time
I carry my baggage with me over time and it weighs me down

I been rubbing off my luster with the grind
The everyday grind is wearing me down and taking away my shine

But, what have I learned?
I reflect on what lessons I've learned

And what have I burned?
I think about what I've lost along the way

I done took a couple trips across the Styx, it wasn't my turn
I've had close calls with death and feel like it's not my time yet

But I would find search
But I keep searching for meaning

I jumped on my perch
I took a risk and put myself in a vulnerable position

I been flying high above for years
I've been successful for a long time

I must admit these wings of mine hurt
But even so, it's taking a toll on me