...On Read
Stop trippin, just give it up
Gotta flow with the motions
Feening like you're a drug
Way too caught up in ya potion
The notions
You really got me open, to us
I know I don't need you but I think I do... cause
You tell me you gone write me
My screen still showing bubbles typing out
Sometimes it feels like your my wifey
But no one even really likes me, nah
You always tell me you gone write me
My screen still showing bubbles typing out
Sometimes it feels like your my wifey
But no one even really likes me, nah
It's like God mixed you up with something special, recipe divine
Some cinnamon and melanin, with honey on the side
Picked off a vine
Grown in a special glass design
And the only thing that's missing is compassion and it's really blowing my miiinndd
Write me
My screen still showing bubbles typing out
Sometimes it feels like your my wifey
But no one even really likes me, nah
You always tell me you gone write me, right?
My screen still showing bubbles typing out
Sometimes it feels like your my wifey
But no one even really likes me, nah
Ya writing me... right?
Screen for bubbles typing out
Ooh, girl It's ya life
Do what ya like
But nobody really likes me nah...
Nah
Gotta flow with the motions
Feening like you're a drug
Way too caught up in ya potion
The notions
You really got me open, to us
I know I don't need you but I think I do... cause
You tell me you gone write me
My screen still showing bubbles typing out
Sometimes it feels like your my wifey
But no one even really likes me, nah
You always tell me you gone write me
My screen still showing bubbles typing out
Sometimes it feels like your my wifey
But no one even really likes me, nah
It's like God mixed you up with something special, recipe divine
Some cinnamon and melanin, with honey on the side
Picked off a vine
Grown in a special glass design
And the only thing that's missing is compassion and it's really blowing my miiinndd
Write me
My screen still showing bubbles typing out
Sometimes it feels like your my wifey
But no one even really likes me, nah
You always tell me you gone write me, right?
My screen still showing bubbles typing out
Sometimes it feels like your my wifey
But no one even really likes me, nah
Ya writing me... right?
Screen for bubbles typing out
Ooh, girl It's ya life
Do what ya like
But nobody really likes me nah...
Nah
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Writer(s): Rashad Prescod
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