Raw emotions when we, f*ck
This match up wasn't, luck
We know each other's, style
We show each other, love
But that don't mean we bust
And cuddle we just chill a little
Can you feel my issue when you
Notice little shit I
Do when I'm on the gram
Why is you going ham
I'm bout to block yo phone
And treat you like you spam
Why is you making hard to hold yo hand
I'm tryna understand
Damn
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone, damn
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone, damn
No emotion when we f*ck
The match up we got, sucks
You hate my every move
It's hard for me to lust
I mean you bad as shit
But you be mad as shit
So what would I even say
To get you outta that fit
I'm tryna get on
So we can get gone
This for my niggas two
I'm tryna get a home
I'm tryna move a long
You tryna hold me back
You focus on the lies
I'm focus on the facts
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone, damn
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone, damn
No more laughs when we talk
I feel like I should walk
Like I be wasting time
For shit That's ain't my fault
You keep your guard up now
It's like a banking vault
The combinations changed
I guess that's what you want
I know that's shits self taught
Cause you mama love me to death
Ya mom know I'm the best
You daddy show me respect
Cause they know I show you respect
They know emotions get wrecked
They know when you doing wrong
And you gon get yo ass checked
But they don't know the half
They just listen to brag
About how I wasn't shit
About how I'm holding you back
Bout how my feet be on drag
Whenenever you need me around
So why was you with me so long
And why you leaving me now, like whats the facts
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone, damn
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone, damn
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Raw emotions when we, f*ck
This match up wasn't, luck
We know each other's, style
We show each other, love
But that don't mean we bust
And cuddle we just chill a little
Can you feel my issue when you
Notice little shit I
Do when I'm on the gram
Why is you going ham
I'm bout to block yo phone
And treat you like you spam
Why is you making hard to hold yo hand
I'm tryna understand
Damn
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone, damn
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone, damn
No emotion when we f*ck
The match up we got, sucks
You hate my every move
It's hard for me to lust
I mean you bad as shit
But you be mad as shit
So what would I even say
To get you outta that fit
I'm tryna get on
So we can get gone
This for my niggas two
I'm tryna get a home
I'm tryna move a long
You tryna hold me back
You focus on the lies
I'm focus on the facts
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone, damn
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone, damn
No more laughs when we talk
I feel like I should walk
Like I be wasting time
For shit That's ain't my fault
You keep your guard up now
It's like a banking vault
The combinations changed
I guess that's what you want
I know that's shits self taught
Cause you mama love me to death
Ya mom know I'm the best
You daddy show me respect
Cause they know I show you respect
They know emotions get wrecked
They know when you doing wrong
And you gon get yo ass checked
But they don't know the half
They just listen to brag
About how I wasn't shit
About how I'm holding you back
Bout how my feet be on drag
Whenenever you need me around
So why was you with me so long
And why you leaving me now, like whats the facts
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone, damn
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone, damn
This match up wasn't, luck
We know each other's, style
We show each other, love
But that don't mean we bust
And cuddle we just chill a little
Can you feel my issue when you
Notice little shit I
Do when I'm on the gram
Why is you going ham
I'm bout to block yo phone
And treat you like you spam
Why is you making hard to hold yo hand
I'm tryna understand
Damn
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone, damn
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone, damn
No emotion when we f*ck
The match up we got, sucks
You hate my every move
It's hard for me to lust
I mean you bad as shit
But you be mad as shit
So what would I even say
To get you outta that fit
I'm tryna get on
So we can get gone
This for my niggas two
I'm tryna get a home
I'm tryna move a long
You tryna hold me back
You focus on the lies
I'm focus on the facts
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone, damn
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone, damn
No more laughs when we talk
I feel like I should walk
Like I be wasting time
For shit That's ain't my fault
You keep your guard up now
It's like a banking vault
The combinations changed
I guess that's what you want
I know that's shits self taught
Cause you mama love me to death
Ya mom know I'm the best
You daddy show me respect
Cause they know I show you respect
They know emotions get wrecked
They know when you doing wrong
And you gon get yo ass checked
But they don't know the half
They just listen to brag
About how I wasn't shit
About how I'm holding you back
Bout how my feet be on drag
Whenenever you need me around
So why was you with me so long
And why you leaving me now, like whats the facts
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone, damn
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone
You don't want me home but be blowing up my phone, damn
Writer: Jarren Johnson
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