Distance

Day text from a fling that I met last night saying great sex

Gotta wake up, can't play dead

Fuck pay stubs, I need pay checks

I would lay with ya all day but I can't take love and go pay rent

I don't clock in for no day shift, but still wake up and I chase it

West side for a few months, I'll be back soon as I move up

Told her that it's true love and she still say I don't do enough

Crying all on my phone line but there's nothing that I could do for us

While there's college girls in the bathroom

Doing coke whiter than the ku klux

I'm sorry...

I don't need no Rolex, no gold chains, that's kiddie play