So Far, So Close - Malcolm Anthony, Ricky Remedy

I’m so sick of waiting

I’ve been procrastinating

That’s my time, (my time), my time, (my time), oh yeah

foreplay

Hit me on the phone

, with the motherfucking sauce

with the kush, got a motherfucking cross

I can’t afford to take a loss

Everything I write has a motherfucking cause, had a motherfucking cause

Gotta' stack papers to pay the price to be the boss

Lust away from ladies they gonna hate me when I’m floss

Cause when I pull up like a rich homie, ri…, ri…, rich homie

They got

She gonna roll these streets smoke and blow in any face

Put in the grand shotgun

She had a hell of a day, a hell of a day

I will never like or comment on it

Never sit on a table to got drama on it

That’s why I’m so, so good on my own

I’ve been on the road

Gettin' money, fucking bitches, doing shows

I’m so fucking over with these shows

Got a feel like this is all a nigga' knows

(yeah, yeah, yeah)

I’ve been thinking, I’ve been thinking

Maybe I’ll just stop right there

Cause I’m better when I do it

Just to do it I don’t care

I’ve been working, I’ve been working

Like a slaveman, so yeah

I just really want my freedom

Ice my chains and braid my hair

So far, so close

So far, so close

So far, so close

To everything I really needed