I know you was on the verge...
I know you was on the verge
All that baggage filled ya purse
Up until you heard my word
Momentarily reversed
You love the way he hurts you
And you hate the way I love you
You was fresh up off ya ex I couldn't judge you
But you told me you wasn't ready
I tried not to rush you
Plain and simple I couldn't trust you
But I still wanna f*ck you
And I still wanna bring you to my momma
Highest honor
But the effort isn't matching
Essentials is clearly lacking
You entertaining these lackeys
And wonder why you ain't happy
You wacky
You tryna Bernie Mac me
Down for life f*ck it I'll be the baby pappy
There go Delusion
I'm finna lose it
Can't just brush off how you movin'
When I met you we was groovin'
The connection was improving
Your intention often looming
So I'm tuned in
You got me diggin...
I'm hearing whispers
What I'm missin?
You won't be patient with a young niglet
So you reminiscing?
Sand is quickest
Getting blisters tryna shovel out
Back pedaling
Prime time couldn't cover these routes
Mad devilish
Yet divine when she step out the house
Steady spiraling In my mind how she got me devout
Nigga wow...
I heard you was on the verge...