Bittersweet

Staring at my phone
Wishing you would call
Time is going by
And I'm getting bored
But the wrong one
knocking at my door
She just want to fuck
She just want to score
Looking for that clout
But I'm chasing more
Building up the doubt
Fuck it let her in
Told her make the call
Yeah get a friend
Want patron or a beer or the hen
Tempted shed a tear for a sin
Clothes are coming off
Showing all the skin
Started going down
Yeah she going in
No more watching
She's jumping in
Her on me me on her
Her on her me on both
Sehsh damn what a blend
Tried to hold it in
Let it out
Take a shot
Then we go again

I could've waited but
I was impenitent
Yeah I just gave in but
It felt amazing

Laying up
Sitting there thinking
Not alone and
My phone ringing
Not with my luck
She want to pull up
Hit her with the
Not in a rush
But real shit
I wanted to cuff
Fucking it up
Fell for the lust
Hate it no loved it
Her and the plus
All of this cause
Was lonely as fuck
Couldn't keep my mind right
Living in the moment
I know this don't sound right
But I chose the closest
Giving them more doses
Opening more trojans
Woke up smelled the roses
Then I noticed

I could've waited but
I was impenitent
Yeah I just gave in but
It felt amazing



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Porwick
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