MAILBOX #9285

Said "Good Morning" don't wanna week so boring I can't keep ignoring messages, I gotta go out Even if my ex want me coming too Dance in the crowd without me, meeting me for nothing, waste of time All I got; a pic with a friend, dance lil' bit, coming on Monday? Nah, I'm sick Check inside the mailbox, it's empty Girl inviting man, I got plenty Way more progress from elementary, take a phone, get a pic, momma "Send me" Go in the middle for the bigger chance, slide down, I'ma try to get a glance Look at me, nigga, wanna see me dance? I got so many moves, and got different acts And she gon' be reading when I write I fought many times to get back here, nights I got my countless times fucked up Got my luck up, and I got all my shit all repeated All the lies, and I beat the case, ain't no sympathy when you go to chase A pussy used many times, I gotta cute girl But my niggas bringing me back to first base (What do you mean?) Prolly gonna be the only time I get my chance, and dance with the girl but not the one I was supposed to be targeted with, that's kinda fucked up Why she into me? what kinda dress she wear that fitting to me Don't wanna overthink, but I got shit to wipe off, in a minute I'll come back, in a minute, (Water please!) Will I get a seat, we dance to the beat, hopefully nothing go wrong In the back of the car we go silent, thinking every single scenario Everybody greeting me? I'm thinking it very low Then my nigga telling go dance with her, forgot the reason, I'm here Still gotta go answer, but I couldn't find her getting all surrounded by the people Motherfucker look at me, I gotta go What you doing, you be moving; been looking for you all the time Go with me I'll make your friends all go watching me spinning you We don't go stopping tonight! Running my time we go, I really wanna show But I'm finna wait more, it do be super slow, looking at me inside class (Hey!) So we good now? Mean, it happened a month ago, #9285 I may got some people fucking with us, oh, you got some? Lemme get ready because it finna be lit Can't believe I've been so consistent (That's a bad sign) Wait, I'm wondering now How we gonna find out if I'm going allowed? (You don't get it? 10 dollar bill, you dumbass) My fault; been caught up in the wrong acts I've been dumb, and you really gotta know that I'm a nigga being skeptical, forget that, just having fun, concerning nobody I go think will it last forever Okay, it's been too long, I gotta find the girl Crowding me in with the people who stop a show Wanna be watching me, but I gotta go find somebody Motherfucker look at me; ain't got time I don't wanna take a selfie with you, but I wanna do it, 'kay Where she at, telling me, walking across I'm independent, stupid nigga, when he gon' stop I'd wear it anyway, why you so judgmental? I got all the rights to wear the unmatched socks We inside the whole set-up, I try to leave But I'm the motherfucking reason why the front door is locked We just wanna leave, I told my mom that she can pick me up So, fuck the show I'm looking at the big clock Waking up, feeling my throat, find it better to find a flow Minding business, buddy can't believe what I show I wanna switch it up, but I got stuff, and plus I gotta crush But she go rip my envelopes And somebody tell her I'll make this, working in progress, I'm on it Under my process, the maintenance, you don't gotta put shit low (You tryna impress somebody?) Ha, nigga, no Ain't nobody feeling me now, anything I do, cannot seem to be working, in my eyesight Visualize shit, imagination, not gonna be real though (Ha ha)