Ah you feel me slipping because I’ve been tripping on you Holding back, I’m hoping that We’re gonna turn a table And then we’ll be really stableCome through
Once in a while because I’m getting tiredOf going from cold to be thrown in fireIt’s getting old I know we’ll expire soon It’s been a while since I’ve felt your skin I don’t think I ever let you in Because I’m always waiting for it to end
You’ve been really distant and I’m missing on youIt’s been a minute since I’ve felt your kisses on meYou’ve been really distant and I’m missing on you
You’ve been so distant and I’ve been missing on you
You know it’s getting really oldGoing from fire to coldAnd you know I don’t need to be told No, I don’t need to be toldThat I don’t deserve the shit you throwIt’s been a while and I have come to knowEvery time I’m ready to let goYou wont let me go and now
You’ve been really distant and I’m missing on youIt’s been a minute since I’ve felt your kisses on meYou’ve been really distant and I’m missing on you
You’ve been so distant and I’ve been missing on you
Please don’t leave me ‘loneMight see me stuck in the zoneHigh a sec too long, blues way too strongSaid “can them xans” one plan I don’t understandBeen down in dumps, never saw your hand (once)Now pound in mine and I see your plansLook out for one (you) wouldn’t clock for time(tick tick tick tick)Now rappin they call me the one - it’s fineYeah I’m fine with itGot a whole new style took a time a bitWhen they hear man swear took time with itBut come short like a climax is on a whiney chickWhen she wine a bit and she grinding hips On the dancefloor / minor shift - got topic like timing: immaculateBut still man can’t cut with it so I’m cutting it off CUT ‘EM OFF Swear she be loving I been up up in the spotAct the same like it’s nothing when you lostTime on your mind and its death like a shadow from behind it be creeping deep insideSwear she be loving I been up up in the spotActing the same like it’s nothing when you lostTime on your mind and its death like a shadow from behind in the shade where I find Choke on words I spokePills help me smokeSmoke help me copeTwo tokes, no joke don’t Shout out to my pops All that knowledge that you gained don’t equate for the love that you lostNo price on my life - how high when you dealing with nothing less than a loss?So, that’s why I shout out my pops Knowledge that you gain don’t equate for the love we ain’t gotWith no price on my life, how high when you dealing with nothing less than a lot?
