Jasmine
You and homie still together, told her I could wait forever
I just hope you don't plan on taking that long though
My love letters more like keys into your heart
That ink on my fingers on that arp
But I too often press the wrong notes
Off to a bad start! Talk through the fast start
But caught you at glance far
You feeling me, you feeling me
Your mouth full of bad thoughts, you called me an asshole, that's chalk on the asphalt
Ya killing me, ya killing me
A viewing ain't a view like what I got in the hills
Off the clock we can chill If you got timing to kill
I got a spot we can fill, a couple blocks in the field
I know a house is not a home, I pay a lot of the bills
So what'cha say love, slither in and bitten in the apple
Written many raps from these scribbles in my MacBooks
Catcall, blackball, gamble with these Rolling Stones to blame
I lay my head on wherever I let my hat fall
So babe I see that you're lonely
We can leave any moment of time but it's all in your mind (and I)
Know that someone's at home but is he doing you wrong?
(Yeah) I'll let you decide
I got a waiting list of waitresses that want phone service more than their own service
I just got a taste for you, let's feast on it
We could beef on it, free-form it, lock a lease on it
Don't give me no answer too fast, I'll let you sleep on it
Boxing the snooze late, driving your roommate crazy
Climbing the roof date, you tired of all these outings
Got a couch at the new place just slide in your suitcase
Maybe we can order Chinese food and pop in a bootleg
Can I hit you with that "what you doing" text on a weekday
Make up at Sephora after arguing at Cheesecake
Highlight on your clean face, then freebase for team-mates
And cracked a smile from passing out and tripping off the replays
She say, he say don't feed into them games
Ain't no freedom in a cage, we can wing it with seating scenery
Selfies you can send him when he ask you how your day went, ooh
You let this moment go to waste girl, I swear to God!
So babe I see that you're lonely
We can leave any moment of time but it's all in your mind (and I)
Know that someone's at home but is he doing you wrong?
(Yeah) I'll let you decide
(Yeah, like that)
One more time
I just hope you don't plan on taking that long though
My love letters more like keys into your heart
That ink on my fingers on that arp
But I too often press the wrong notes
Off to a bad start! Talk through the fast start
But caught you at glance far
You feeling me, you feeling me
Your mouth full of bad thoughts, you called me an asshole, that's chalk on the asphalt
Ya killing me, ya killing me
A viewing ain't a view like what I got in the hills
Off the clock we can chill If you got timing to kill
I got a spot we can fill, a couple blocks in the field
I know a house is not a home, I pay a lot of the bills
So what'cha say love, slither in and bitten in the apple
Written many raps from these scribbles in my MacBooks
Catcall, blackball, gamble with these Rolling Stones to blame
I lay my head on wherever I let my hat fall
So babe I see that you're lonely
We can leave any moment of time but it's all in your mind (and I)
Know that someone's at home but is he doing you wrong?
(Yeah) I'll let you decide
I got a waiting list of waitresses that want phone service more than their own service
I just got a taste for you, let's feast on it
We could beef on it, free-form it, lock a lease on it
Don't give me no answer too fast, I'll let you sleep on it
Boxing the snooze late, driving your roommate crazy
Climbing the roof date, you tired of all these outings
Got a couch at the new place just slide in your suitcase
Maybe we can order Chinese food and pop in a bootleg
Can I hit you with that "what you doing" text on a weekday
Make up at Sephora after arguing at Cheesecake
Highlight on your clean face, then freebase for team-mates
And cracked a smile from passing out and tripping off the replays
She say, he say don't feed into them games
Ain't no freedom in a cage, we can wing it with seating scenery
Selfies you can send him when he ask you how your day went, ooh
You let this moment go to waste girl, I swear to God!
So babe I see that you're lonely
We can leave any moment of time but it's all in your mind (and I)
Know that someone's at home but is he doing you wrong?
(Yeah) I'll let you decide
(Yeah, like that)
One more time
Credits
Writer(s): Enoch Armani Tolbert, William Asad Carney, Jackson Wesley Breit, Nicholas Richard Poulios, Cory Tramontelli, John Paul Floyd
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