Voicemail (Interlude)

Damn why you gotta do like me that
Now why you gotta shoot me in the back
In spite that fight back trynna get me right back
You ain't never knew me like that
But since we on that better fallback
Yeah I'm coming with the facts to make your dome crack
Yeah its all bad better call back
Yeah I'm fucking coming through the cuts wearing all black
Everyday and night you seem to fight you seem to make it right
I hit it once I hit it twice you seem to only want me for the night



Credits
Writer(s): Shaan Hurley
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