You just can't seem to find the time no more
I just can't see your look, I'm blind for sure
I keep callin' out when I need some more
You keep callin' out, yeah, you callin' it all
Situations change, I get it
I ain't hit that bitch in a minute, you trippin'
Gotta know the difference from mine and it ain't pimpin', yeah
I'm more like ??? pimpin'
I'm off this flight, off these drugs ???
She don't often like, often write these scriptures
Say she wanna text at night, I ain't got the
Pictures in my phone of you, I'm thinkin'
I start to think it's you and myself, I'ma get to ringin'
It's hard to tell the truth but you know you wanna leave him
But instead you keep me up at night
Pictures in my phone of you, I'm thinkin'
I start to think it's you and myself, I'ma get to ringin'
It's hard to tell the truth but you know you wanna leave him
But instead you keep me up at night
Pictures in my phone of you, I'm thinkin'
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