Cross the bridge

6 A.M. in the morning while you were on the couch/

yawning and snoring, i was on a mattress on the floor to find skeletons in ya closet/

Sure he's just a friend, that truely offends me, im growing edgy, bouta catch a friendly/

there is a line inside my mind and, you crossed it/

thats why i woke up racked out in the sack washed my hands began flossin my teeth/

rewire as i smirked and gritted em grinnin no time for mincing words/

bitch stop exchanging the look that says im crazy like im fugazi/

it irks and then hurts me, by way found a text to your new man your jeep cross the street/

call clergy im cursing, and cannot think clearly voice raising/

i swang my fist through the wrangler window with 2 hands till the windows broke/

bitch im breaking up with you, before i even take it up with you, i aint no joke/

 

did ya did ya did ya

o bish ima getcha getcha getcha

im a catch you you make me sick

catch you catch you catch you

 

like a locksmith I was unlocking ya car then hoe/

scoot in the seat and break your brakes you walked out the apartment stoked/

you wore a shortened pair a shorts, that were a lil more looser than before/

(do i say it ruder for yo YOU WHORE)

holdin a phone in ya hand boutta call'em cops calm down learn to cope/

i copped ya keys then you hopped to me promising to drop charges like you lost fees/

I was an idiot to give them keys back i shoulda did as ma suggested/

and cross the bridge when i cam to it my idiocy made me to big for my britches/

but burning midnight oil fluid for ya and let it pour on the bridge no wonder they burnt/

toiling for ya made my damn bridges burn for ya, my blood boil for ya,/

(before i continue)

my bridges gone, now i gotta take a boat/

and im in the heat of the moment still fighting you is like popping ecstasy pills/

she well heeled riding on hells wheels cuz after the cussing discussion is done/

im freezing tweaking cuz im serotonin void acting like i got off the boat/

long story short im paranoid form excuses what ya got in store for me shorty/

 

i might be ready ready ready head heavy face red as ever/

whoaa oooh

henney, penny, and sweet, weed, no kies, for me, i am crazy