Done feeding I lean back head rested on the couchs top
Must leave the house soon mean gone cause my pops hes hot
Grab my blue backpack, my walkman, grip my bicycle
Because I know my friends are waiting at the door
Im feelin loose like you just fuckin around n shit
Turn back cause youre fifty-five Im twenty-six
Let me go
I give more
And you know
I fold I
Come at me Come, Come
My activities dont cross but they create
You know I want to pick you up, but they dont you to
Asking for it like we got
Yes we cross but we create
You know I want to pick you up, but they dont want you to
Shit fuck em
You let them screw you I thought they knew you
But when you turned your I know theyre going to
You had to prove me right and then we did
And that son of a bitch he swerved almost hit two kids
Im feeling heartless, Im feeling hate
So when hes done youll believe to been right ah fuckin
Rape No One Me no choice
Let me go
I get bored
And you know
Im fuckin flown
Come on Come, come
My activities dont cross but they create
You know I want to pick you up, but they dont want you
I said boy like we got
Yes we cross but we create
You know I want to pick you up, but they dont want to
Let me go
I give more
And you know
Oh so good we could
And we might surprise and left me up
Fuck
Come at me Come, come
My activities dont cross but they create
You know I want to pick you up, but they dont want to
Asking for it like we got
Yes we cross but we create
You know I want to pick you up, but they dont want you