I been waitin'on this my whole life
These dreams be wakin'me up at night
You say I think I'm never wrong
You know what maybe you're right (iight)

You say he get on your fuckin' nerves
You hope that he gets what he deserves (word)
Do you even remember what the issue is
You just tryna'find where the tissue is
You could still be who you wish you is
It Ain't happen yet
And that's what intuition is

When you hop back in the car
Drive back to the crib
Run back to they arms
The smoke screens
The chokes and the screams
You ever wonder what it all really means

And I'm back on my grind
A Psychic read my life line
Told me you're my life time
Money would help light up the Chicago skyline
And that's why I'm
Seven o'clock that's prime time
Heaven I watch god callin' from the hotline
Why he keep given me Hot lines
I'm a star
How could I not shine?

How many ladies in the house?
How many ladies in the house with out a spouse
Some thing in your blouse got be feelin' aroussed
What you about?
On dat independent shit
Trade it all for a husband and some kids
You ever wonder what it all really means
You wonder if you'll ever find your dreams