Written & Performed by: Imani Beau @imanibeau
Mixing & Mastering by: Court St @courtst
Artwork: @undefinedxik

Watch Music Video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CBsefyaAGkI

Lyrics:
You wanna tip the scale, oh
I been way too patient, running in place
You ain't treating me well, no
You got too many faces, losing my traces
If you want drama you better call your mama
Leave it up to karma
Do you how you done me
Looking for the reasons, why you so deceiving
You way too evil, you ain't my peoples, no

But wait, lemme check the face
Running outta space for unfulfilled relations
Apologies is what you like to say
But I ain't waiting on the day

I need balance, balance
Not interested in your dramatics
No, no, no, no, no, no
I need balance, balance
I just wanna be, I need to be at ease
I need, I need, I need
Yeah

So what's the word?
We can go there first
Talking 'bout what you deserve baby
That sounds real personal
You bringing baggage
Well look at all my purses, I
Don't wanna brag and stuff
But shit keep adding up
So can you spare me
That shit ain't fair to me
You giving real poor
If we talking energy
Really I don't care to see
But I think you scared of me
You keep calling my phone
Can you please leave me alone

But wait, lemme check the face
Running outta space for unfulfilled relations
Apologies is what you like to say
But I ain't waiting on the day

I need balance, balance
Not interested in your dramatics
No, no, no, no, no, no
I need balance, balance
I just wanna be, I need to be at ease
I need, I need, I need
Yeah

Not interested
Not even close
You had your chance
You dropped the ball
Don't come back here
Don't get in touch
Don't want no more
Thank you so much

Balance

Imani Beau -  The Way I Want You

Wrote this during a spiritual fast, in a season where I felt deeply lost. Home is what it sounds like to surrender - soft, honest, and raw. As a first-gen Jamaican girl from Brooklyn, I’ve always wrestled with where I belong. This song is me choosing presence over escape.

Home

Written & Performed by: Imani Beau @imanibeau
Prod. by: EightySeven
Additional Harmonies: Aidan Carroll
Mixed by: Lauren Declasse



So Good

Written & Performed: Imani Beau

Mixed & Mastered: Court St

Recorded: Brooklyn, NY

Last Time

Messed Up

Anyways

Stay in Love

written & performed: Imani Beau
recorded & mixed: Court St
mastered: Mike Naz

Recorded: Brooklyn, NY 

Lyrics:
Baby you’re my favorite lover I could never trade you for another
I swear, that I would never change a hair on your body, or your head

So won’t you hit me up
Hit me up
Call my phone
Send me a text
Show me some love 

I’m sending you the kissy face
Wanna see what that body do
I just wanna see you

Hit me up, hit me up

Yeah yeah
No pain, no gain, I
Love when you bite it
Call me your baby
Make sure it’s slippery
Slippery and savory
 
You do all the right things all by yourself
I don’t wanna see you with no one else
Oh no, baby you got me throwed
Got me coming back for more 
And nobody has to know

So won’t you hit me up
Hit me up
Call my phone
Send me a text
Show me some love 

I’m sending you the kissy face
Wanna see what that body do
I just wanna see you

Hit me up, hit me up

Take me to the room, I’m ready
I know you like it when I call you daddy
Put your hands on my body, rock steady 
Rock, rock, rock steady
You make me cum like confetti
Hit it twice in the back of the chevy 

Another bottle of Azul, I’m deady 
Cut it up like machete
Baby don’t quit, don’t stop please
All on my lips like Fenty
And I swear, that I would never change a hair on your body, or your head

So won’t you hit me up
Hit me up
Call my phone
Send me a text
Show me some love 

I’m sending you the kissy face
Wanna see what that body do
I just wanna see you

Hit me up, hit me up

Imani Beau

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