What could of been meant, I guess you just never know, But maybe this the way that its supposed to be Maybe this the way that its supposed to be Maybe this the way its supposed to be Maybe its the way, its supposed to be Her parents she honored Grew up praying to allah Her pops was around Raised her up in a tiara She just needed a prince To turn from frog to a crown Sitting nice on a kings head Who would give her his vows Who would give her a child Such a dream it would be Possibly see a future In what used to be now She then gained a few pounds Started hurting her lungs All the weed burning her lips now Fuck it she young No, what then begun See her prince never made it He was giving a path to choose But he chilled in the basement Never answered his calling He then fucked up the story Now she up in the trap Flushing the work in the toilet Fate coulda been different If the paths had crossed She would hold him down He'd advance as boss Estate in each state Crushed grapes in milan Love coulda went on But the love wasn't formed. See, I been betting on the days You were gon call me Cinderella story I been waiting on the days You'd come and save me Where's my glass slipper I been waiting on the days You'd come and hold me Cinderella story I been waiting everyday And counting all the ways You could be mine Or maybe this the way that its supposed to be Or maybe this the way that its supposed to be Or maybe this the way that its supposed to be Or maybe this the way, that its, supposed to, be The way that its supposed to be, Or maybe this the way that its supposed to be Or maybe this the way that its supposed to be Or maybe this the way, that its, supposed to, be His pops he admired Union man retired Loved his mother for 40 years Before cancer insider her Took her soul to heaven That was momma to him He just needed a soulmate Who could love him within She was coming for him Close as arms could reach She wanted to teach But she lost to the streets She had promises big as yale Even letters from stanford Now she known as a dancer And he left with his hands up yeah See, I been betting on the days You were gon call me Cinderella story I been waiting on the days You'd come and save me Where's my glass slipper I been waiting on the days You'd come and hold me Cinderella story I been waiting everyday And counting all the ways You could be mine Or maybe this the way that its supposed to be Or maybe this the way that its supposed to be Or maybe this the way that its supposed to be Or maybe this the way, that its, supposed to, be The way that its supposed to be, Or maybe this the way that its supposed to be Or maybe this the way that its supposed to be Or maybe this the way, that its, supposed to, be