[Chorus: Michel'le]
You can run the streets with your thugs
I been waitin' for you
Until you get through
I'll be waitin'
You can run the streets with your thugs (don't look at me like that)
I been waitin' for you (that's right)
(let me go with my niggas)
Until you get through
I'll be waitin'
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Now that I reminisce on my reflection
Close to perfection, as a nigga can get, without protection
You never tripped, and even though we had our fights
Dinner every night
I'm cussin' and fussin' like it's impossible, to get it right
Time alone, away from home, 'cause I can do, bad on my own
Lookin' for more than just another bone
Will I be happy now I'm grown
It seems we have a problem with jealously
'cause you interruptin' while I'm on the phone
I got some bidness to handle so baby understand
Can't spend my whole life up under you, I'm a grown man
Could you respect me if I wasn't driven
All up in prison or even worse just barely livin'
So sympathize 'cause my motto was baby pimp or die
Still strivin' for thuggin' 'til I die, so simplify
I need some time to get my head straight trust in me
When I finally be you'll be my queen
Just let me run the streets
You can run the streets with your thugs
I been waitin' for you
Until you get through
I'll be waitin'
You can run the streets with your thugs (don't look at me like that)
I been waitin' for you (that's right)
(let me go with my niggas)
Until you get through
I'll be waitin'
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Now that I reminisce on my reflection
Close to perfection, as a nigga can get, without protection
You never tripped, and even though we had our fights
Dinner every night
I'm cussin' and fussin' like it's impossible, to get it right
Time alone, away from home, 'cause I can do, bad on my own
Lookin' for more than just another bone
Will I be happy now I'm grown
It seems we have a problem with jealously
'cause you interruptin' while I'm on the phone
I got some bidness to handle so baby understand
Can't spend my whole life up under you, I'm a grown man
Could you respect me if I wasn't driven
All up in prison or even worse just barely livin'
So sympathize 'cause my motto was baby pimp or die
Still strivin' for thuggin' 'til I die, so simplify
I need some time to get my head straight trust in me
When I finally be you'll be my queen
Just let me run the streets
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