From the album A Class Act (2016)

Warning: explicit language

 

You might think that you’re hot property

But honey, I’ve gotta tell you, I’m fucking royalty

And you might think you’ve got your finger on my trigger

But boy you just let me down

Ain’t gonna sit here and linger, I’m so much bigger

And I don’t need you around

 

Here’s what I’m saying

 

If you ain’t playing then get off of my pitch

I’m on a steamroller, baby, down a freeway and it’s

Got no time for you, if you ain’t singing my tune just move

Get off the pitch, boy, move

 

And I don’t want your excuses

If time’s taught me anything, it’s that words are useless

And now I’m riding solo, out on my own, took the high road

And never looking back, never looking back

And you keep saying ‘Go slow’, keep it down low, three weeks no call

Honey I’m through with that

I’m through with that

 

If you ain’t playing then get off of my pitch

I’m on a steamroller, baby, down a freeway and it’s

Got no time for you, if you ain’t singing my tune just move

Get off the pitch, boy, move

 

(Spoken)

I’m through with the foreplay

The ball’s in your court, come on send it my way

But if you stand stumbling, all thumbs fumbling

Well honey, I’m gonna move

This ain’t rocket science

Step up to the plate or I’ll leave you behind

Coz I’ve done my time suffering lonely nights wondering

Now watch out, I’m coming through

 

Just move

 

If you ain’t playing then get off of my pitch

I’m on a steamroller, baby, down a freeway and it’s

Got no time for you, if you ain’t singing my tune just move

Get off the pitch, boy, move

If you ain’t playing then get off of my pitch

I’m on a steamroller, baby, down a freeway and it’s

Got no time for you, if you ain’t singing my tune just move

Get off the pitch, boy, move