Communication, Pt. 2

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I'm really nice at rappin' but I'm bad at acting, yeah
So don't ask me if I'm okay
I'll probably put all of my lies in a sixteen
Dot a couple I's and I'll burn the page
Don't you ever go and say that you ain't gonna leave
Then you misbehave
Busy running out of time and fucking up our minds
Got me feeling out of place, yeah
I just hop on the scene just so I can make a power move
Tell you shit like I'm clean just so I can hear I'm proud of you
You told me words like forever I'll show you words put together
You said it rains with the pleasure
And now I'm under the weather
Tryna figure out the difference between love and December
Baby girl, you so cold, you be making me question
You be making me question
What's the difference between love and lust and drugs
But all three involved in us
So I don't know where to go, on my own, been alone
But it's you that's stuck in my head
Thinking bout my crimes and the lies
I deserve what I find
But I wish it was you in the end

And I'm just hoping she happy
I might catch a flight outta Logan or Bradley
I know where I wanna take it and I'm great at adapting
And I told her I'ma make it, I just know it'll happen
Know she wanna take it, she love taking advantage
I'm just tryin to be modest, said I'll take what I manage
And turn it into something more than what I left here
I ain't thinkin about the past when it come the next year
Know she wanna take it, she love taking advantage
I might take a flight outta Houston or Cali
I was thinking bout the hall, and boosting my ballet
With them caviar dreams, I was boosting my palette
Back up in to grind mode, good at adapting
Said I couldn't sit back, I gotta shoot up the ladder
Every mistake that I made and every excuse that I added
It add fuel to the fire, I gotta mute all the chatter
Cause, Lord knows I got used to my phone
Problems in her life that she got used to at home
Dawg on the other end singing our song
Made me realize what it all for
Ain't no writing my wrongs when I wrote em
Dawg came down off the soda
P's on the way, chicken wrap in the Dakota
Dodging all these colors, had to back up all my brothers
Swear I do it for my mother, motherfucker, let it resonate
I need better days, and now we back at it
Like check the resume, they used to laugh at it
In like 11th grade, when I was trying to see the A like a letter grade
Featherweight, low class
I was trying to write my wrongs and they wrote back
Say I need a whole song, I gotta whole plaque
And this ain't even half, let me hold back

And I'm just hoping she happy
I might catch a flight outta Logan or Bradley
I know where I wanna take it and I'm great at adapting
And I told her I'ma make it, I just know it'll happen
Know she wanna take it, she love taking advantage
I'm just tryin to be modest, said I'll take what I manage
And turn it into something more than what I left here
I ain't thinkin about the past when it come the next year

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