Turn the beat up some more
Its Kris Prince, Gone Til Further Notice Im
Yeah
[Verse 1: Kris Prince]
Am I too late to tell you how I feel
Nevermind she's gone
Everyword I told you was real, please tell me if im wrong
If I could trade this $60 for 6o seconds, I'd tell you that you dont need em, leave em, I'll leave you breathless
Like where our lungs at?
I gottem in my left hand, your heart is in my right hand
& i am proposing to yo life span
I represent that black man
My flow is all white man
I spit that Barbara Streisand
That Conan, them true bars from the crack fans & you are
The Gina to my Martin, The Fancy to my Broham, The Jada to my Will Smith, T.I. & Tiny Harris
The Mrs. to my Pac- Man with no kids: Act 1
It takes 2 of us to make that come up
& jump that block together in our lives, thats a 1-Up
7 dont front, cuz if he make a stain, I can only make it better
& if you wet the bed, I can only make it wetter like that
That that that that that that
Where my hands at, let me see if yo hands clap
Real rap, these other n***as is wack
I wish i can make a difference & prove that I'm where its at
[Hook: Kris Prince]
If only, If only, if only, if only babygirl
If only, If only, if only, if only
[Verse 2: Kris Prince]
Am i too late to give her what I feel
Nevermind she's gone. Every word I told you was real
Please tell me if im wrong
If i could trade with these patron shots for 30 minutes
I'll kiss yo lips with your man waiting for sloppy seconds
Like where our tongues at, yo waist is in my left hand
Your scalp is in my right hand, & i am
Influenced off this beat man
Im colder than your next man
Like rolling off a ex pill, I spit that Michael Jackson
That darkskin, that thriller in yo tight pants, that moonwalk
That smoke while we in orbit, that s** on every planet
That bend your legs in half & split it to a fraction
R.Kelly in yo playlist, goodnight kids. Step 1
It takes two, of us to bring that sun up &
Tie our soul together, we're like knives when we cut right
& dont front
Cuz if he make a stain, I can only make it better
& if he wet the bed i can only make it wetter like that
That that that that that that
Where my hands at, let me see if yo hands clap
Real rap, these other n***as is wack
I wish i can make a difference & prove that I'm where its at
[Hook: Kris Prince]
If only, If only, if only, if only babygirl
If only, If only, if only, if only