House Keys

Baby can I talk to you for a minute

I know you noticed things been tight around here lately

We dont really need all three of these bedrooms
If you really think about it we could live without it
Theres a vacant spot one floor beneath for more cheap

We could afford it easy

Wouldnt have to really pack

Borrow your granddads van or no shit like that

Save a hundred fifty each month
Go to Red Lobster and eat what we want

Moved down gave keys to the landlady
But I kept the spare set that she had gave me
It was cheaper but I actually regret
Couldnt even tell you were the extra money went

Cant go back now its too late

New people moved into our old space

Of course they loud as a son of a bitch
Not just partying they wild on some other shit
They selling something out of there
All night you can hear people up and down the stairs

But shit I aint telling them they wrong
I just learn to sleep with the television on

And every single Wednesday they be gone
From nine till about at least eleven in the morn

I get a little peace from the floor boards creaking
And sleep in cause there isnt anybody home

Shit they getting worse lately
They fuse and they curse and they wake up the baby
Last Tuesday night a fight broke out
And somebody let a gun off in the house

And so the very next morning
I listened through the floor until I heard them all leave
Crept upstairs with my old keys
Walked ina and helped myself to the whole thing

Half pound of week and a coke stash
A new 45 and a little stack of cash
Caught me a cab to St Paul
Selling them things that cheap man it aint hard
Come home with close to 4 Gs
Plus saved my man a taste of the trees
Now I can hear them going crazy upstairs
Probably should have just kept our ass up there