Skabzemortal - Lover's Lane.. lyrics

{Verse 1} Uh I'm a mic fiend She like nice things I'm sipping soda on a Sunday, she eat ice cream I spent a rand on my fit She blew a k on her kicks To insist these b*tches Don't know who they fu*k wit it And she's in love with I Yes, he is me That him mentioned by her Both of us, make we I'm smoke chronic She gets high in a good read And helps a ni**a tighten every syllable And sixteen Pres-tige, is what I would call it She walk it how she talk Your girl accent got her stalling And she don't pick up 'less it's Lord of The Vibe calling Same goes for me My ni**a,sh*t, I'm all in The is "Is we gon last? " sh*t So unnecessary When we done We keep these feelings buried in a cemetery I go my way, and you go yours On your spa day I'll be at the studio with the boys {Verse 2} It was - and the crew In the back of the blue bus Straight sippin' Preppin' game spittin' at the future fast women When all the cool kids Would hit the back of the truck And the girls would lift their skirts up Tryna get finger fu*ked I peeped you out of the crowd You mad different Your girls run they mouth You just sit ad-libing Girl, what's your name? What's your sign? Your design got me trippin' Can I kick it with you a minute, misses? See I would ask for the digits but it's cliché, right? So is telling you, imma rock you Through the wicked winter nights See, I'm rambling and you rolling your eyes You prolly here cause you being polite Man I knew, I should've thought twice Out of my league, "too cool" for a ni**a (yo, we gotta dip!!) Ayt, let me drop this 2 cents, ni**a "if your ni**a ain't around When you really feeling down Please don't hesitate to call the clown of the town I'll be there with a pound Yeah, that's what I'm about I gotta get out of hair right now, shawty"