[Verse 1: Tommy Faucets]
I'm writing on the pad
Is that bad
I need something to express
So the pen I press on the paper
And I'm a story maker
Far from a faker
n***as be styling
And they wonder why I be whyling
I got my ways of keeping sane
Like the other day
These n***as tried to start a predicament
Don't start something you can't finish
I can handle sh** with ease
And I can go through like a breeze
Or melted bu*ter
Don't be a cutter
Come talk to a brother
I'll be here to listen
And while you talk
I look at your eyes while they glisten
Let me get closer I have something that I have to whisper
When could I take you to dinner
Or even a lunch
There's no punch or catch
But I bet you
A whole day with me
Would change your thoughts
Don't try to switch them now
You know you got caught
And my style you bought
[Verse 2: Tommy Faucets]
So now can I please take you on a date
There is no way that you can say no
With this flow, I know you know what you want
You can keep switching the font
But it's still going to be the same message
I don't know what you're repping
But stopping messing up
I'm just trying to give you the best and um
I know I treat you better than any guy you been with
And no I'm not kidding
See without a Pippen there wouldn't be Jordan
I don't know I'm just trying not be so boring
I'm trying to make a great conversation
And you have total domination
Over this
You give me a sign of bliss
After maybe I can give you a kiss
And change that miss
Into a Mrs
But none of these lines are disses to your exes
I'm just stating that I'm the bestest
And that's no question
It's ridiculous how much you run my mind
I know a lot of n***as say that line
But I'm the only n***a that can say it in a rhyme
And sound so tight
I'll always treat you right
We could go to park and fly around a pretty kite
And despite all the haters
And the see you laters
You'll always be my number one girl in the world
And that's 100 hundred
I know you going to love it, love it