Waiting on My Girl

Most the time that's in the world
 Is time that I will wind up spending waiting on my girl
 Ten minutes after waking I be ready for the gym
 Four hours after waking and I be like what the *uck
 She got like 90 different tasks
 And all of them are very slow and none are very fast
 Supposedly every single one is crucial
 It's some ish that I don't ever get used to
 Sometimes I ask her if she's almost ready
 Each and every single time she says "yeah"
 I don't think she's lying on purpose
 I really think she has no idea
 How long minutes and hours really are
 I know it sounds outrageous and I know it sounds bizarre
 But no matter how many times I try to set her straight
 The only thing that I could ever do is sit and wait
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 I tell my girl we're leaving seven
 She be like "word"
 But that is absurd
 Sometimes I wind up waiting outside
 She has no concept of time
 I love her and we'll never ever break up
 But why it take 100 million years to do her makeup?
 Don't get me wrong I like it when she dolls up
 But trying 20 different outfits on makes me say what the *uck
 Do I even have to mention
 Thee bathroom is like another dimension
 What goes on inside is something I could never explain
 Time exists on an entirely different plane
 Inside I know we really gotta run
 Instead I'm in the living room twiddling my thumbs
 Makes me never wanna leave my borough
 The time I know that I'll invest waiting on my girl
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 Before she was my girl yo I was always on time
 But now while I be waiting I just sit and write rhymes
 It's not unusual that she be taking so long
 That by the time we break out I done wrote a whole song
 I'll write an album 'fore I get to heaven, no bull
 That outcome is inevitable
 No ifs ands or maybes
 Better than going crazy
 If we gotta leave at ten I say we gotta leave at eight
 We're still a half an hour late
 By the time we call the Uber or the time we call the Lyft
 She really has a gift
 I'm just being expressive
 I'm not even really mad
 Actually it's quite impressive
 We'll be leaving in a second fam
 Till then I'll just be staring at the second hand
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