Can I find the time
Are you too impatient
What are we waiting for
We ain't getting younger
Same Routine is old
Clocking for minimum wages
Then you leave me wet and cold
Ill leave roses at your door
Love don't mean shit is set and stone
Even with a stone set on your finger
Thoughts of another nigga still linger
Make sure when you call my name
You're done playing all these f*ck games
Make sure when you call my name
You're done playing all these f*ck games
Thoughts of you linger in my mind
I can't get you outta here in the right amount of time
That it takes me to tell you
I'm done with the bullshit
Baby I'm a matador through me in the bullpen
Imma make it out
If you're not understanding this right now
Let me lay it out
Imma pack it out like I'm Pacquiao when I'm in the guts
Infatuated with the love but more with lust
Pack it out like I'm Pacquiao inside the guts
Laying down when I know you driving the bus
You don't really love me I'm just another crush
I love making your cheeks rosy red I love when you blush
Can I find the time
Are you too impatient
What are we waiting for
We ain't getting younger
Same Routine is old
Clocking for minimum wages
Then you leave me wet and cold
I'll leave roses at your door
Love don't mean shit is set and stone
Even with a stone set on your finger
Thoughts of another nigga still linger
Make sure when you call my name
You're done playing all these f*ck games
Make sure when you call my name
You're done playing all these f*ck games
Alright its a two sided
This is all in a relationship mind you
Thoughts of a wedding ring fell off
When I'm with this other chick who's taking hers off
Telling me I can stick around 'til her mans clocking off
I know
She know
She gon have a hard time playing it off
I know
She know
That I'm cut from a different cloth
That's why she risking it all for a little bit of satisfaction
Thinking we gon really have a connection
Baby we ain't magnets
I love coming over when your man ain't over
Breaking in your mattress and you like that I f*ck you and you ain't gotta be a actress
So put it all behind us its just ashes to ashes
Dust to Dust
We all fall a little temptation to some lust