"Every type of man gets stuck in situations
now that I'm left here alone I'm waiting
I'm patient to see what will make of his pleads
dont make this another game I played em, was cheap
I understand when it comes to the streets
not too often I speak, so if I do, listen to me
Never steer you wrong plenty visions I see
won't hate on ya hustle I ain't new to a struggle
you came to me puzzled, and I put you together
wanna stay with you if it get worse or better
When we first met you said if I had to choose
would it be boots and jeans or slacks and shoes
All my life I stuck to only things I knew
and I have no regrets cause it led me to you."
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