Door
Stop banging on the damn door
(You Know It)
Please Lord take my soul
I can't take no more
Please Lord save my soul
I can't wait no more
I'm waiting for you
I done made mistakes, can't take em back
Getting hard to even interact
100 Plaques or $100 will change ways
Feelings still attached
Getting hard to even maintain
Bust down really plain jane
Call my momma for an explanation
Call my phone, fuck the hesitation
Need resuscitation
Evil lurking in emancipation
Evil lurking when admitting patients
Takes a long time to get to know me
Know you're saying that you want to leave
I'm waiting for you
(I'm waiting for you)
Darling come and climb on top of me
(On my way)
I ain't close to where I want to be
(On my way)
If you didn't have walls in your crib would you be happy where you live
If you didn't have walls in your crib would you be happy where you live
Cousins closer than my brothers
Ain't because I don't love em
No, I had to get accustomed to all the things that I wasn't
Dipped a lot inside the budget
Gambled money right away
Made it back in a day
Gambled harder for the cake
Look inside a winner's face
Made it out the devil's gates
Feelings always put away
Can't rely upon the fakes
Your dog will turn into a snake
My dog will turn into a Dane
I'm waiting for you
Watch my back, for yall I'll lead
Kings and Queens are all we breed
I'm waiting for you
If you didn't have walls in your crib would you be happy where you live
I'm waiting for you
Love, OSHEA IV
Make the first move, I want you
Bills on your heels, go on and flaunt boo
I'm waiting for you
Dip low on 1,2
And hit a 3-step
We next, deflect
Stack a milli if you give me funds
Still filthy, never been a bum
Came close when I was 23
Now I know why you love that HeeHee
HeeHee
HeeHee
I'm waiting for you
Stop banging on the damn door
Never stash the dope in the floor
Stop banging on the damn door
Never stash the dope in the floor
Stop banging on the damn door
Never stash the dope in the floor
Stop banging on the damn door
Never stash the dope in the floor
Stop banging on the damn door
Never stash the dope in the floor
Stop banging on the damn door
Never stash the dope in the floor
Why are you lying to me baby
Don't provoke me, I ain't Jody
Why are you lying to me baby
Don't provoke me, I ain't Jody
Why are you lying to me baby
Don't provoke me, I ain't Jody
Why are you lying to me baby
Born out the Beach, time to raise the man
CPS is where I raised my hand
D.C. slang because my folks from up North
But they moved out of town with a crazy plan
Started out in Janaf until I flew out to Rota
Came back into town and spent some more time in Norfolk
Soon as they split it turned my heart a lot colder
Relocated out the Peake in the summer
You Know It
So Virginia because I'm versatile
If you didn't have walls in your crib would you be happy where you live
Stagedive, might hurt the crowd
Can't explain why it hurts to smile
I'm waiting for you
I'm from where you see your stepfather more than your momma
You pray he's legit
And he ain't with the drama
Touch me or my momma, it's going to be a problem
From where you're cozy or feelings turn solemn
Said you want to make but can't get up out of the shit that you're in
When we wanted shit we just stole from MacArthur
Hit up Ms. Linda, I'm stretching this $1
Why are you lying to me baby
Why are you lying to me baby
Why are you lying to me baby
Stop banging on the damn door
(You Know It)
Please Lord take my soul
I can't take no more
Please Lord save my soul
I can't wait no more
I'm waiting for you
I done made mistakes, can't take em back
Getting hard to even interact
100 Plaques or $100 will change ways
Feelings still attached
Getting hard to even maintain
Bust down really plain jane
Call my momma for an explanation
Call my phone, fuck the hesitation
Need resuscitation
Evil lurking in emancipation
Evil lurking when admitting patients
Takes a long time to get to know me
Know you're saying that you want to leave
I'm waiting for you
(I'm waiting for you)
Darling come and climb on top of me
(On my way)
I ain't close to where I want to be
(On my way)
If you didn't have walls in your crib would you be happy where you live
If you didn't have walls in your crib would you be happy where you live
Cousins closer than my brothers
Ain't because I don't love em
No, I had to get accustomed to all the things that I wasn't
Dipped a lot inside the budget
Gambled money right away
Made it back in a day
Gambled harder for the cake
Look inside a winner's face
Made it out the devil's gates
Feelings always put away
Can't rely upon the fakes
Your dog will turn into a snake
My dog will turn into a Dane
I'm waiting for you
Watch my back, for yall I'll lead
Kings and Queens are all we breed
I'm waiting for you
If you didn't have walls in your crib would you be happy where you live
I'm waiting for you
Love, OSHEA IV
Make the first move, I want you
Bills on your heels, go on and flaunt boo
I'm waiting for you
Dip low on 1,2
And hit a 3-step
We next, deflect
Stack a milli if you give me funds
Still filthy, never been a bum
Came close when I was 23
Now I know why you love that HeeHee
HeeHee
HeeHee
I'm waiting for you
Stop banging on the damn door
Never stash the dope in the floor
Stop banging on the damn door
Never stash the dope in the floor
Stop banging on the damn door
Never stash the dope in the floor
Stop banging on the damn door
Never stash the dope in the floor
Stop banging on the damn door
Never stash the dope in the floor
Stop banging on the damn door
Never stash the dope in the floor
Why are you lying to me baby
Don't provoke me, I ain't Jody
Why are you lying to me baby
Don't provoke me, I ain't Jody
Why are you lying to me baby
Don't provoke me, I ain't Jody
Why are you lying to me baby
Born out the Beach, time to raise the man
CPS is where I raised my hand
D.C. slang because my folks from up North
But they moved out of town with a crazy plan
Started out in Janaf until I flew out to Rota
Came back into town and spent some more time in Norfolk
Soon as they split it turned my heart a lot colder
Relocated out the Peake in the summer
You Know It
So Virginia because I'm versatile
If you didn't have walls in your crib would you be happy where you live
Stagedive, might hurt the crowd
Can't explain why it hurts to smile
I'm waiting for you
I'm from where you see your stepfather more than your momma
You pray he's legit
And he ain't with the drama
Touch me or my momma, it's going to be a problem
From where you're cozy or feelings turn solemn
Said you want to make but can't get up out of the shit that you're in
When we wanted shit we just stole from MacArthur
Hit up Ms. Linda, I'm stretching this $1
Why are you lying to me baby
Why are you lying to me baby
Why are you lying to me baby
Stop banging on the damn door
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Writer(s): Charles Swinton
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