Streets

The streets ain't treat me right I'm looking for a wife
I'd like to take my time if you don't mind
I dreamed of you last night I think it's a sign yeah
I'd like to make you mine I guess it's time
A thousand days later

I've been
Waiting
For this
Moment
To tell you
I'm sorry
For all the
Petty shit I said to you
And the shit I put you through
Yeah
You hold me down when my head at the ceiling
I prayed to God for direction and then he gave me the feeling

The streets ain't treat me right I'm looking for a wife
I'd like to take my time if you don't mind
I dreamed of you last night I think it's a sign yeah
I'd like to make you mine I guess it's time
A thousand days later

See you at home when you've had enough
You said you like to be touched in that favorite spot
Hold you down and do the things we used to fantasize
Girl I got that dick that make you lose your mind.



Credits
Writer(s): Chandler Broom
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