I got an ace in my pocket
I got my aim when I call it
I got no friends up in this game, thats the damn thing
When you wanna stop hangin' these clothes? You makin no cash, pennies a week
Take her panties off, baby a hoe I got her roadside where do we go?
No more talkin' now, getting away
I got the head top plenty of ways
I got this race in my pocket, but I be tripping and stalling
I gotta get up out my head win the damn game
See I'm so sick of the talking, they got no aim but they all in
Them boys be banking on me hard, thats my damn weight
See I ain't got no cars and I ain't go no clothes, I got my mind on the road, and no I cant stay
See i'm locked in a box, oh baby I be on hold and shorty you gotta know you ain't my everything
But you know, you know you down
I got you for the now
I can't be your forever
But you be who I call on my down time