Late For the Show

Who that is I'll make her mine yea

I can't waste no time yea (yea)

Your girl be sayin I'm fine

that bitch be crossin the line

You wastin my time bitch I gotta go

I'm sellin packs on the road (road)

I pull up and bust down your door (your door)

Now you runnin late for the show damn

Stop fuckin with me I fuck with your friends (friends)

Aint worried bout shit cause I got them bands (I got them bands)

Know I'll treat you right just give me a chance (chance)

I'm missin those days when we used to dance

When we used to dance yea

Just gimme a chance yea

And don't tell me you can't yea

Baby don't tell me you can't

Why do I struggle to just be your man

You wondering why I don't like all your friends

Just shut the fuck up and stick to the plan

I talked to that bitch like I was the man

I'm seeing right through you I see through your soul (see through your soul)

I'm livin so fuck it we ball

Talk down get kicked to the door

I be that **** you already know

I stick by myself can't fuck with these hoes

I ball on these **** like I was a pro

Stop askin me questions just go with the flow

You holdin me back when I wanna go

Me and your girl fuckin on the low

(yea yea oh)

Who that is I'll make her mine yea

I can't waste no time yea (yea)

Your girl be sayin I'm fine

that bitch be crossin the line

You wastin my time bitch I gotta go

I'm sellin packs on the road (road)

I pull up and bust down your door (your door)

Now you runnin late for the show damn

Stop fuckin with me I fuck with your friends (friends)

Aint worried bout shit cause I got them bands (I got them bands)

Know I'll treat you right just give me a chance (chance)

I'm missin those days when we used to dance

When we used to dance yea

Just gimme a chance yea

And don't tell me you can't yea