Babygirl just listen not dissin just missin your kissing and wishing i could watch the sun glissin off your hair in the morning while im yawning and its you that im yurning, cant wait for the world to stop turning and shit to stop burning, the coffe for one that im churning, and in the pages im turning in this life that im livin and the thoughts of not given even the shit that i put in to this thing that were both in, But cant find myself to just give in to the girls that im sexin
So i sit with your picture in pocket, all of this hurt i cant stop it, But i guess that i lost it when i told you i knock it. when is my turn i dont wanna be like usher and let burn.
