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Ryan Oakes

Time To Kill

 

Time To Kill

(album: Out Of Patience - 2017)


I remember when you hit me in the late night
Couldn't sleep, try to go have date night
Said yes, man I never had stage fright
Me and you was only tryna have a great night, word
Just let me hop in the whip
We'll hit the strip, maybe blow us a grip
Don't even trip, you can grab you a fit
We'll take it off later, for now it can sit?
I'm like a genie for every wish
You're already present don't need me no gift
Tell me your fantasy make you a list
Don't make it come true with a flick of my wrist
Aye and that's just the jist
Everytime that we try to resist
We end up together goodnight with a kiss
So I don't see why we don't try to persist
I'm-I'm so captivated and that shit got me so aggravated when I turn you on
You activated and then you act like you so fascinated
Girl I have to hate it and then it's right back down to numb
Pretending we're to scared to love
It's crazy though how you're my drug I need the binge I've had enough

I said girl I'ma keep it real
Show you how I feel, what's the deal?
Everytime we chill, we do way more than chill
Is it thrills or the dollar bills, emptiness to fill
Time to kill, its slowly running out
It's time to let it spill

Aye, midnight get a new text you say
"You mad that I'm due west"
I say "meet me in my room next
I'm finishing work then I'm finishing you next"
All of that you stress, it's all expected you putting up walls
And I got it detected, I'm knocking 'em down
I'm the only protection that you need to worry about every second I swear
Got a mind full of doubts
Give me three strikes and I won't strike out
Telling me you passed, but I don't run routes
Girl I'll keep you up when this shit goes south
Just let it all out
Tell me your thoughts, your mind is a trap
And I think that you caught
If you end it right now could you say that you fought
I'm sick of pretending we're something you're not

Wh-Why you acting so distraught?
Why you always play the fence?
Why not finally start to try and give a hundred ten percent
I'd rather never have it work than keep it going in suspense
We ain't kids no more, I think it's time to stop playing pretend

I said girl I'ma keep it real
Show you how I feel, what's the deal?
Everytime we chill, we do way more than chill
Is it thrills or the dollar bills, emptiness to fill
Time to kill, its slowly running out
It's time to let it spill

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