If I had it my way, I’d roll out of bed say ‘bout 2:30 midday. Hit the blunt then hit you up to come over to my place. You show up right away. We make love, and then we fuck, and then you give me my space. Yeah.
But baby I’m grown
And my love is patient
And kind, and shit
This is real we can build
Through different types of shit
If you was really the realest
Wouldn’t be fightin’ it
I think your pride is just
In the way.
Everybody’s like “He’s no item, please don’t like him, he don’t wife ‘em, he one nights ‘em” I never listen though. I should’ve figured though. All that shit you was spittin- so unoriginal. But it was you, so I was with it. And to tell you the truth, I wish we never did it cause I usually do stick to the business, but then you came out the blue, and you just flipped it
Please don’t take this personal, but you ain’t shit, you weren’t special til’ I made you so.