Lost
I remember the days chilling in your dorm
You were the umbrella to my storm
But now days I'm doing my own thing
You hit me up
Like 4 times last month
I've given up
This time it's close up
I remember the day
Why do you still fuck with me
(Why you fuck with me)
I cut you off
You should go back home
I think your ass is Lost
Wasted all this time
All this energy I lost on the climb
I don't know what my life will be made of
I remember you didn't wear too much fucking makeup
That image of you is still stuck in my head
Now all I see is your ghost
Back to your bedroom when I wanted you most
(Wanted you the most)
Do you remember that night
(Now all I see is your ghost)
When I brought you home
And no one else would
You hang up the phone on me but
I never thought you could
See what you really need but
You always thought you're too good for me
Now you're out of time
Cause you'd never thought I'd have the spine
To say fuck your number Not calling you back
Well man that's a bummer that you're losing track
Hey this is Shmokes
Stop calling me because um
You fucked up and well
The boys ain't simping
Why do you still fuck with me
(Why you fuck with me)
I cut you off
You should go back home
I think your ass is Lost
(You're so lost I cut you off)
You were the umbrella to my storm
But now days I'm doing my own thing
You hit me up
Like 4 times last month
I've given up
This time it's close up
I remember the day
Why do you still fuck with me
(Why you fuck with me)
I cut you off
You should go back home
I think your ass is Lost
Wasted all this time
All this energy I lost on the climb
I don't know what my life will be made of
I remember you didn't wear too much fucking makeup
That image of you is still stuck in my head
Now all I see is your ghost
Back to your bedroom when I wanted you most
(Wanted you the most)
Do you remember that night
(Now all I see is your ghost)
When I brought you home
And no one else would
You hang up the phone on me but
I never thought you could
See what you really need but
You always thought you're too good for me
Now you're out of time
Cause you'd never thought I'd have the spine
To say fuck your number Not calling you back
Well man that's a bummer that you're losing track
Hey this is Shmokes
Stop calling me because um
You fucked up and well
The boys ain't simping
Why do you still fuck with me
(Why you fuck with me)
I cut you off
You should go back home
I think your ass is Lost
(You're so lost I cut you off)
Credits
Writer(s): Ledaris Rembert, David Keller, Henry James Orum
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