why you always playing games why you messing with those lames everybody know i get dirty like Jesse James leave your house in flames it's hard to explain this feeling i get when i see you there are a ton of bitches trying to be you we should all get together and form a trio I'm just kidding baby don't get upset cuz i haven't even got to see you smile yet when you get mad you sound like a Vietnam combat vet cussing like you have tourets any way I'm tired of texting i need to see you right now within the hour and i don't care how are you tripping and flipping out putting your mad face on when we go out faking like I'm taking up to much of your time starting to realize if I'm wasting mine i ride around the city on the solo tip because haters and snitches i can't be fucking wit trying to explore my options and keep it moving but your in my every thought ain't no sense in proving anything to anyone cuz an hour came and went id rather remain confident then to let you see that you got me bent so Ill just sit back and wait hoping that my fate won't keep me up to late