I slept on your doorstep The wohle night The whole night It was so fault that you believed Your own lies your own lies (2x) I keep on waitin' I keep on waitin' I keep on
And I slept on your doorstep The wohle night The whole night It was so fault that you believed Your own lies your own lies (2x) I keep on waitin' I keep on waitin' I keep on
you've got a grown man ready to blow I'm a big boy, you're a big girl now, now, now I'm a big girl, you're a big boy now, now, now I'm a big boy, you
into a barrel of hate, terrible fate Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape Cupid shot his arrow and missed, wait, Sarah, you're late Your train left, mascara and egg smeared on
everything and more I'm everywhere these other niggas never been before But inside, I'm treadin' waters, steady tryin' to swim to shore I'm on a shoppin
are So pissed off, always hangin' around And I'm so tired, you're fired! I'm so jealous, restless, relentless That's just me I'm so crazy lately Come on
Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes Excellence is my presence, never tense Never hesitant, leave a
observing Won't be known until I'm gone and niggaz study my bones Mentally been many places, but I'm Brooklyn's own In the physical, one seems, like a
I like to think that i'm a pretty good kisser I like to think I maybe broke a few hearts But since I met you I'm a victim of disaster I like to think
I'm picking through the cloud tryna see a little clearer high heel wearer, hell of a body first one to spot ya and I aint telling nobody nope, I'm peaking
checkin my phone Sittin on the edge of my bed Just to see if you called See I been waitin all day Lately I've been actin strange and things Walkin round like I'm in a
sleep This is Grand Larceny Grand Larceny Just give me a beat, give me a stage to stand on I know that none y'all ever planned on A dude from L.A.
me A rappin brother from L.A., the cool T Diss a brother, hate a brother, I still come back With the fat tracks, fuck the pop crap I got a mind to cold
I'm destined to be (woooahhhh) I done been through the pain and the sorrow The struggle is nothing but love (nothing but love) I'm a soldier, a rider, a
like these Uh, pimp strollin' on 'em Black diamonds, rose goldin' on 'em, paper foldin' on 'em Snuck pass the dog noses with the Foldger's on 'em Keys, Saran Wrap with petroleum on
??m alone ita??s just me, and Ia??m watchin TV And Ia??m always oh so bored at home I get up, I get out, Drive my car, go out town Keep on calling but
take a shit and urine, On these toilet bowl bitches, Pussy ass niggas, Stompin' on this beat like a motherfucking sigma Bad to the brisle, hat to the rizzle, I'm
