Lyrics:
em begging for more
But I don't got time for the stress
Like I'm gonna be in the studio 4 in the morning
And stop to go your answer your text
Fuck
bit
I'll find out you're gone by a text or call
Either way, see you at the funeral
Cause' we all know petty, all know petty
All too well
of mirrors
Never alone I battle self restrain
Cant answer a phone or send a text
Too busy you've seen my selfish ways
Didn't used to be shy but these things
you wanna cry?
And when I smile, do you wanna die?
Today is the day we first met
Tomorrow is the day we kissed
Last month you sent me that text
I know
Fresh cut, yeah looking so clean
Don't text back, yeah I'm so mean
Dont know you boy, what you mean
Got my money on my mind
And my mind on my moneey
pouring
Im on to the next
Talking out cho neck face over missing text
I got it on my own they aint wanna show respect
But since ah nigga up they asking
sons and daughters, while these kids are killing kids
Wow
Been 2 years now you hit me on the Snapchat
I remember when I couldn't get a text back
You pretend to text somebody when you're sitting at the bar
You're moving way too fast and not getting very far
You make believe that you love me
I called you late last night
Your voice changed up on me
Something didn't feel right (ya)
Saw you going thru your text ah
What is really going
to a night of drunk texts and blurry vision
We're all in the 3rd dimension
With too many friends to mention
Fuck your deposition
I wanna turn up
(Turn up)
and a yawn, I roll over to read a text that's great
Even a simple "I love you" can brighten up my day
Every morning it's for each other that we always pray
Mami
back to back on the road, doing promo and shows
I text I miss her, she lol, she already know
I put a lot on the line, missing quality time
She my Bonnie,
just fade away?
How come I?
You got me now
You got me now
Days have gone without a text and I'm crawling up my walls
How can someone own the power
concerned with playing silly games
Your boyfriend is a doofus but I know, that's really not my place
I'm so sick of seeing texts just say your bullshit to my
used to be your only
I used to be your guy
They ask me why I'm lonely
I gotchu in my eye
I text you, no reply, you got no alibi
You mad cause we been
of heights
Ice on my neck it's like frost bite
I don't wanna text lil baby i really don't have time
U not even hip
But I got that drip
My wrist it don't
in
Got that Pineapple rolled up right before my breakfast
Checking all my emails right before my session
Text pop up my plug sending me directions
just to go get a Burkin
My bro keep a K
No he not tay k
This shit ain't a race
If I text yah bitch I could make her my bae
This bitch tried to play
you, you gotta know
My raps are fire, if you try to step to me, you know I'll put on a show (Ace)
I know your ex
Make you upset?
She in my texts
Really,
on check
Text all my niggas they been on check
Check on my sneakers they been with checks
I'll take you out tonight (I'll take you out tonight)
You
Thinking why oh why
Oh why did you lie
All I find
Are the texts you sent the guy
Oh why oh why did you lie
You were mine. Things were fine. Then I find
You
look back i just cock back
Getting these racks i just relax
Don't text me back i just kick back
I made this beat so you know that it slaps
This is my
the talks
All the walk
All text messages
It makes me
Wanna end it
I can't fix it
I can't fix it
I can't fix it
I can't fix it
too late
I never trip off shit tie ya shoelace
I never give two shits cause they two fake
Send the break up text now it's doomsday
I'm doing good don't
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