Line in the Sand

Who the fuck are you to try and step up in my zone
I drew the line in the sand usin your muthafuckin bones
Do you think ya little car would get me going berserk
Texting and calling me, showing up at where I work

So I gave you peace of mind to distract from your chaos
Hanging around and drooling waiting for a damn payoff
What promises did I make limited to your small confines
How many conversations went on only in your brilliant mind


Brilliant... Yes you are, but you're an entitled man as well
All them girls at your door and blowing up your busy cell
Hard to get... Bitch, I never promised you a chase
You like how my mouth walks and just want a taste

I've told you nicely
But tell me where and when
Cause if you pop up here again
Ima fuck you up my FRIEND.