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Baby you want me? Well I want you too You can have me If I can have you too Come to mommy Let me relax you Let me comfort you In deep thought baby Tell me what's on your mind Yo, yo, yo, yo
Smoking cigarettes, blow the smoke out Can't believe the shit that's happening to me When I need a place to tranquil, meditate, nothing really matter Go and rest my head on my shawty booby She run her fingers the new dread I'm growing Peep the way my day might have been over while I'm tryna relax, ni*** If you listening and you catch the picture You might see in between my shawty' legs holding a glass of liquor And she keep rubbing my head, asking me to talk to her I don't even respond Hold my hand, middle finger, tickle my palm My shawty stay relaxed she understand a ni*** going through something When I'm at home I don't ever need for the fronting My voice going, I'm sounding like a frog Doing shows back to back, partially why niggas reluctant to talk They get their way when niggas start rubbing my hand, massaging my back They start confessing to all the shit I was taught Applying what I was taught to the point of you long term thinking Ima slap you, I'm becoming your favorite rapper's favorite rapper Then it all feels like the shit was in vanish but I'm bringing it harder Losing Chris, I ain't losing my father I'm bittersweet so I promised my momma I'mma become her model And everyday that pass, I move a little smarter That's why I work so hard, I try expanding business a little larger To get my son a Range and my daughter a Charger But I feel cheated 'cause Chris and my father, they ain't here to see it (Wow son) Well like I said, 'cause they ain't right here to see it Despite my heart was suffered, I'm still right here to see it I give 'em what they need and they start wildin' 'til this niggas is coo-coo We ain't screaming 'Violator' like we used to You ask me what's on my mind, well baby Ima serve you There ain't no statue of limitation when it comes to murder You ever heard of? Nigga like me stay on top of shi We won't let it rest 'til we get to the bottom of it Yeah, and they know who I'm talking to Because they Busta Rhyme fans, they're probably not after this song is through Well, f*** I'm s'posed to do When this be the shit that I be thinking when I'm supposed to be honest when I talk to my boo My shawty probably mad 'Cause I ain't supposed to share these conversations when we sharing moments like this out the blue But then I got a blessing so that I can say this with y'all Because she feel the way I feel, a lot of us feel this too In any event, this the shit I'm thinking Some of the many things I've got on my mind shawty That's why that I smoke and I keep on drinking 'Cause I need closure for my mind, soul and my body Good days and bad days is part of the process Build it with my shawty escaping the nonsense And though I continue to keep it honest, thorough process is complex Keep your balance and focus on progress That be the concepts Despite the freight's internally four [?], thanks for your support And when my long term thinking , see these terms these niggas thinking on the short They hate when I spit, now they throwing me salt That's how my mind travel like I'm in the Caribbean resort Pondering on shit on all these deep thoughts